Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Center Point Road, artist - Thomas Rhett. Album song Center Point Road, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 30.05.2019
Record label: Big Machine Label Group
Song language: English
Center Point Road |
We drank our beer in the basement |
So no one would know |
We didn’t care where the days went |
Had nowhere to go, Center Point Road |
When everything was about a kiss |
And clouds just looked like battleships |
Helmets crashin' on the field |
And we thought every love was real |
We wrote our own destiny |
In parkin' lots and empty streets |
Yeah, we got high on you and me |
Jumped over cracks beneath our feet |
And we thought it would never end |
Then watched it go like summer wind |
When growin' up was just a dream |
And Friday night was everything |
Yeah, we didn’t worry 'bout nothin' |
We had it all, yeah |
And bein' the fastest was somethin' |
Runnin' the halls, breakin' the law |
Life was about the party (The party, yeah) |
Who you are and who you’re with |
Drinkin' 'til your head was sorry |
Oh, and dancin' for the hell of it, yeah |
We wrote our own destiny |
In parkin' lots and empty streets |
Yeah, we got high on you and me |
Jumped over cracks beneath our feet |
And we thought it would never end |
Then watched it go like summer wind |
When growin' up was just a dream |
And Friday night was everything |
Hold on forever (Hold on forever) |
Yeah, hold onto it (Hold onto it) |
Yeah, hold on forever (Hold on forever) |
And never let go of it (Ooh, ooh) |
Everyone says when you’re younger |
It’s gonna go fast |
It suddenly hits you like thunder |
And you’re gonna wanna go back |
Wanna go back, wanna go back, wanna go back |
We wrote our own destiny (Oh yeah) |
In parkin' lots and empty streets |
Yeah, we got high on you and me |
Jumped over cracks beneath our feet (Oh, whoa) |
And we thought it would never end (Ooh yeah) |
Then watched it go like summer wind (Ooh, ooh) |
When growin' up was just a dream (Just a dream, yeah) |
And Friday night was everything |
We wrote our own destiny |
In parkin' lots and empty streets |
When growin' up was just a dream |
And Friday night was everything |