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