Colorful Stories

Lyrics

V1
I took a ride on the road on a Friday night
Crossed the state line and ran a red light
Got fast food and tried to act polite
It’s hard to be happy when something’s not right

I live for the danger of uncertainty
I wanna embrace the feeling of simplicity
I’m gonna drive to California, meet the girl of my dreams
But I’m stuck here picking oranges, wishing it was peaches and cream
There’s gotta be a way I’ll be free

V2
I slept in the back of dad’s Cadillac
Swore to myself that I’d never turn back
Tried to find the best barbecue in the state
got lost driving in the everglades

I want to live for adventure, be completely free
Go see the world and travel oversees
I’m too scared to face the possibilities
So I’m stuck here picking oranges off of somebody else’s tree
Will there ever be a day I’ll be free

Stuck here picking oranges, I'm stuck here picking oranges off of somebody else’s tree
Off of somebody else’s tree

(Bridge)
I got a suitcase full of designer daydreams
And a wardrobe falling apart at the seams
I wanna fly across the country on the US Jet stream
And find out once for all, who I’m supposed to be

V3
I envy the ones who call their own shot
This rusty old car is the best that I’ve got
I’m gonna fill up the tank and drive from here
Maybe tomorrow, maybe next year
Goodbye oranges, it’s time I get outta here