Christina, My Favorite Adventure

[Verse 1]
You laugh at me in line for coffee
Eye roll
Then that crooked grin
Every joke’s a little bit brutal
Somehow I still let you in
You steal my fries
You steal my hoodie
Call me out and call my bluff
You’re the only one who gets me
Even when I’ve had enough
[Chorus]
Christina
My favorite adventure
From parking lots to castles and crowds
Screaming on the rides
We’re losers in the photos
But I’ve never felt so proud
Christina
You roast me
I’m thankful
Every comeback hits like home
With you
Every random road trip
Feels like we already know
We’re exactly where we’re meant to go
[Verse 2]
Sticky hands and paper tickets
Mouse ears tilted on your head (hey!)
Arguing about directions
While the GPS turns red
Singing wrong words to the radio
Windows down
You steal the show
If I’m tired
You’re the chaos
You’re the push that makes me go
[Chorus]
Christina
My favorite adventure
From parking lots to castles and crowds
Screaming on the rides
We’re losers in the photos
But I’ve never felt so proud
Christina
You roast me
I’m thankful
Every comeback hits like home
With you
Every random road trip
Feels like we already know
We’re exactly where we’re meant to go
[Bridge]
Years from now
When life gets louder
And we’re buried in our plans
I’ll remember all the laughter
Sticky fingers
Holding hands (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Christina
My favorite adventure
From parking lots to castles and crowds
Screaming on the rides
We’re losers in the photos
But I’ve never felt so proud
Christina
You roast me
I’m thankful
Every comeback hits like home
With you
Every random road trip
Feels like more than just the road
You’re the place my heart calls home

pop, Shiny midtempo pop with acoustic guitar and bright synth layers, male vocals. Verses stay intimate over warm pads and soft drums; chorus bursts open with stacked harmonies, tambourine, and a driving four-on-the-floor kick. Light guitar riffs and subtle piano fills between lines keep it playful and nostalgic, with a final lifted chorus and vocal ad-libs.