Everything in your shadow turns to vapour. You pierce my heart like it was paper. Radio's crackling with the headlines. Sun upon your shoulder wind's in the phone line. American beauty will you be mine. Out on this highway counting white lines. I remember last summer drifting through our eyes. We're in the high grass my finger in your hemline. Boot heels click clacking honey when you shine. All them blue skies. American beauty wherever you'd sigh. Out on this highway counting white lines. Your hand cups your breast pledging your time. The things we carried shining skylines. Falling sparrow sky torn apart. Dark shining arrow your kiss pierces my heart. American beauty forever mine. Out on this highway counting white lines