Four Wheels and a Whole Lot of Sunshine

Someday when winter gets too heavy,

Let's point our little house down south,

Trade the coats for open windows,

Let the warm air find us out.

Watch the scenery keep changing,

Count the state lines as we go,

Till the palm trees start appearing

And we know we're getting close.

No airplane ticket.

No checkout time.

Just you, me, four wheels—

And a whole lot of sunshine.

CHASE THE SUN TO FLORIDA ↑

Keep on driving till it's WARM ↑↑

Trade these ordinary Mondays

For bare feet and ocean shores.

Windows DOWN ↑

Music LOUD ↑↑

Let the palm trees tell us we've arrived.

Chase the sun to Florida—

Baby, let's go find the LIGHT ↑↑↑

I wanna wake beside the ocean,

Hear the waves before my phone.

Make some breakfast in our tiny kitchen,

With a million-dollar view from home.

Take the highway toward the Keys,

Blue water running either side.

Stop whenever something catches us—

We got nowhere else tonight.

Take too many sunset pictures,

Stay outside until it's dark.

Put another little magnet

On the wall beside our map.

CHASE THE SUN TO FLORIDA ↑

Let the highway take its TIME ↑↑

We don't need to know tomorrow,

We just need this road tonight.

State by STATE ↑

Side by SIDE ↑↑

Building up our someday life.

Chase the sun to Florida—

I wanna see that coastline by your side.

Bridge

And maybe it'll rain.

It's Florida.

Of course it'll rain.

So we'll sit inside our little home,

Hear it dancing on the roof—

Then when the clouds break open,

run outside like kids.

Because someday isn't supposed to be perfect.

It's supposed to be ours.

CHASE THE SUN TO FLORIDA ↑

Come on, take me SOUTH tonight ↑↑

From the Atlantic in the morning

To a sunset painted bright.

Ocean BLUE ↑

Me and YOU ↑↑

Fifty states and so much left to do.

Chase the sun to Florida—

Till someday turns into "remember when we went?" ↑↑↑

Not yet.

But someday.

Florida, save us some sunshine.