I was born on July the ninth

And you were born on the eighth



And as a kid I can remember thinking I was born a day late

We were blond haired summer babies from the southern state



Blood brothers burning rubber off our bicycle tires all day

Well, looking at you then was like staring myself in the face



Oh but time has a crazy plan

And they call it fate



At sixteen we both loved the prom queen her name was Jane

Ended up in a fist fight in the middle of a summer rain



There was blood running down from your forehead and you split my lip

And we fought until we fell down and laughed until our stomachs were sick



And we lay down in your front yard and stared up at the sky

We were a pair of heart breakers with a pair of black eyes



Oh we were young

And everything seemed fun

But time has a crazy plan and they call it fate



By 19 we were both part time dope fiends

But our weekend fun became your everyday routine



And when everybody started asking why you weren't around

Well I was scared and you were caught up in the wrong part of town



Oh we were young

And everything seemed fun

But time has a crazy plan and they call it fate



Oh we were young

And everything seemed fun

But time has a crazy plan and they call it fate