Page 98 of Wasted Oil

But I knew it from the moment we kissed

that this would be the future that belong to me

Now its over, like those dandelion fields drifting away

over, there's still so much I got to say

I could've held on tight,

made it through the whole night.

Never thought we'd be blind to see

Wasted Oil, turned to wasted dreams.

Pushing and pulling apart

This wasn’t how I wanted to start

The thought of us forever,

Chasing the sun with broken wings—

Our love story started on a backroad

we were young, in love and hopeful

Im sittin here wishing that you'll come pick me up

in your blue beat up chevy truck

tell me you love me and you care that you ain't going anywhere

But its over, like those dandelion fields drifting away

over, theres still so much I got to say

I should've held on tight,

made it through the whole night.

Never thought I'd be blind to see

Wasted Oil, turned to wasted dreams.

Never thought I'd be so damn blind to see,

Wasted Oil, turned to wasted dreams.

I did it.

WE did it.

The thrill of performing was and will always be therapeutic. I completely let loose in my element. I sang my heart out. The crowd brought out the lights on their phones waving them back and forth on our last ballad of Wasted Oil. I took my earpiece out the moment the song ended to really hear and feel the crowd. Everyone was standing, jumping up and down and singing along with me.

The moment the stage light faded out, I headed back to the wings. I went and hugged Cora, Avery and Emma who were next and gave them the break a leg speech and then I was engulfed in the biggest group hug.

“Holy shit did that just happen,” Shawn says.

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