[Verse 1] We found forever in a Friday-town parade, Two hearts colliding in the amber light that stayed. Your cut-off jeans and that paperback displayed, Every page was burning with the promises we made. [Pre-Chorus 1] Then the sun started sliding, painting gold across the bay, You leaned in, smiling, whispering you’d never drift away. In that moment I could feel tomorrow calling us to stay— So I hold my breath and pray. [Chorus 1] Take me back to the day we learned to fly, Back-road radio and your hand in mine. If time is a river, let it run dry— I’d walk every mile just to rewind. I still see that sunset written across the sky, Take me back to the day, back to the day we learned to fly. [Verse 2] Now neon Mondays echo in the canyon of my chest, City sirens substitute the crickets we once met. I trade my coffee for the courage to forget, But every sip still tastes like Sunday’s sweet regret. [Pre-Chorus 2] When the moon starts climbing, silver freight-train on the rise, I hear that old harmonica of highway lullabies. Close my eyes and suddenly your laughter’s right outside— And I’m falling back inside. [Chorus 2] Take me back to the day we learned to fly, Dust-cloud waltz beneath a cotton-candy sky. If love is a lantern, let it burn high— I’d chase every ember till I find mine. I still hear that melody refusing to die, Take me back to the day, back to the day we learned to fly. [Bridge] I drove that back-road last night, windows rolled down slow, Hunting for the chalk mark where we carved our names in snow. The radio blared that song we used to know by heart, And for a second I swore I felt your jacket’s worn-out art. I stopped at the dock where we watched the waves collide, Wished I could rewind the clock, push aside the tide, ‘Cause every memory’s a map that leads me back to you, To the day we broke the chains and found a love that’s true. [Chorus – Repeat] Take me back to the day we learned to fly, Back-road radio and your hand in mine. If time is a river, let it run dry— I’d walk every mile just to rewind. I still see that sunset written across the sky, Take me back to the day, back to the day we learned to fly. Take me back to the day we learned to fly, Dust-cloud waltz beneath a cotton-candy sky. If love is a lantern, let it burn high— I’d chase every ember till I find mine. I still hear that melody refusing to die, Take me back to the day, back to the day we learned to fly. [Outro] Friday-town parade, amber light that stayed, Your hand in mine, we learned to fly that day. Neon Mondays fade, highway lullabies play, I’ll keep chasing that sunset till I find my way back to you, back to the day we learned to fly.