Headlights
Late like the evening sun,
I sink to the ground,
But I'll keep my promises,
I won't let you down,
'Cause like a rabbit in your headlights,
I am the beckon to your call,
And like the early morning headlines,
I am all too predictable,
You're steady as I come undone,
You're quietly bound,
But I'll keep my promises,
I won't let you down,
'Cause like a rabbit in your headlights,
I am the beckon to your call,
And like the early morning headlines,
I am all too predictable,
True like the first born,
Weighed pound for pound,
I'll keep my promises,
Like a thorn in your crown,
'Cause like a rabbit in your headlights,
I am the beckon to your call,
Just say jump I'll say 'How high?'
I am all too predictable