Stafford - Firmtread

Let's run. Let's run from shoreline to shoreline. Winter is coming, but we'll never even know. I'm sorry I have nothing to bring along on this vacation, but I have enough to start a fire. [I'll watch the embers flicker past your eyes. This beach is ours tonight, for hours tonight. We'll have enough time to marry your lips to mine. ] We've made the spring last this long, and obviously you've got no place else to go. We've stopped the snowfall before it ever began. Winter is coming, but we'll never even know. Our fire will keep us warm as we run from shoreline to shoreline. This beach is ours tonight, this beach is ours for hours. This beach is ours tonight.