Solitude - Edwin McCain

Tim he was a good friend

Yea was a brother of mine

We were imaginary comic book superheroes

Kids wasting time

We were prisoners of our youth

We were growing up strong

'til the day he was taken away

For something he did wrong

Tim came 'round just the other day

And boy he had some stories to tell

His mama kept him locked up in a rehab

Although the doctors said he was well

He said yeah I been through the anger

And the hatred towards my mom

And I put all that behind me

Just tell me what was it like to go to your prom

He said thank you mom for fixing

My clouded broken mind

But excuse me if I seem a little rude

While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime

You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude

Well growing up these days just ain't easy

And the kids they're doing the best that they can

So mama you better think twice

Before you lock your kid up and throw away the key

'cause soon your little boy is gonna be a man

He said thank you mom for fixing

My clouded broken mind

But excuse me if I seem a little rude

While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime

You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude

Tim left town yesterday

He left me with these words

He said yeah I know this life's got a lot to give

But my childhood is gone

And I'm not afraid of dying

I'm gonna grab the world by the horns and learn how to live

He said thank you mom for fixing

My clouded broken mind

But excuse me if I seem a little rude

While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime

You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude