Cut a tape of my favorite songs Said what I can't face to face I hoped that you would share all my thoughts We are young and unimpressed, by all you'd recognize
CHORUS: So play it all over turn it wide. Now there is nothing but a Mix tape left behind Now it don't rewind
In my car we are superstars Run your lipstick down your chin While up ahead we saw such a crash Right there a song became a soundtrack for this space in time
CHORUS
Wander is often lost Jaded at such a cost Age undermines you when you close your eyes. We pass right by you.