the night was young and you were younger still
you heard a cry from beyond your windowsill
you walked into your room
you walked in much too soon
and under the light of a blue october moon
her lips were fixed firmly on his
the spark had gone out
long before that night ever came about
and tension was rising high
like fireworks in the sky
cassandra was at the party too
i spoke to her before she left with you
you two were gone so long
i felt the morning should've come
but it dawned on me that i just might be wrong
and she might be the one
there was a spark
and on that night, she left her mark
and tension was rising high
like fireworks in the sky
from then on out things began to change
we made new friends and you and i got strange
i still had my ball and chain
but on january 25th, it rained
and you drank til my heart dried up
as you were so inclined
but the salty after taste lingered on
the spark had gone out
long before that night ever came about
and tension was rising high
like fireworks in the sky
since then i guess you faltered once or twice
but you still turned to me for advice
i tried to set you straight
told you to be patient and wait
for when she calls, oh you'd best not be late
though you'd always hear her come
there was a spark
and that night she made her mark
and tension was rising high
but that wasn't the last time
because after that
everyday was like the 4th of july
with fireworks in the sky
with fireworks in the sky
with fireworks in the sky