You crashed the car when you took the keys from your mother
The look on your face let us know that you were sorry
Came up with a story overheard from your brother
And they replaced it with a '94 red Ferrari
You're not too sure what the future's gonna bring
Waiting on your sweetheart to give you a ring
But he's not showing any signs that he's gonna sway
And graduation's getting closer every day
And now your world's on fire
You can taste it on your lips
Your worries blot out the sun
Just like a solar eclipse
I heard you got rid of all of your pretty dresses
And bought a bus ticket just to go out west
Pretending you don't look just like all the other messes
Always remembering that this is for the best
You're not sure what the future's gonna bring
But you can dance, who gives a damn if you can sing?
So proud of yourself to be on your own
The streets are crowded so you'll never be alone
And now your world's on fire
You can taste it on your lips
Your worries blot out the sun
Just like a solar eclipse
Your broken heart's so mad
You can tell when it splits
You're gonna blot out the sun
Just like a solar eclipse
A great Atlanta band that is no more that was mixed and recorded by my good friend Jack Butler. Look him up at https://www.elance.com/s/jackgbutler/ Brother Brando