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, with all you'd recognize
CHORUS:
So play it all over
turn it wide.
Not there is nothing but a
Mix tape left behind
Now it won't rewind
In my car we are superstars
Run your lipstick down you 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
Time undermines you when you close your eyes.
We pass right by you.
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