Wednesday, September 22, 2010

The Runaway

You make me happy inside, I can’t lie
When I doubt if the world exists
Outside of what I perceive
But I can only flee
Because that’s who I am,
A runaway (a runaway)
Leaping from problem to problem
And never resolving them
On second thought
That’s what we all are
Just runaways
Escaping life but running
Right into the center
Of unresolved questions
Belonging to a runaway (a runaway)
Unable to turn back in time
Or mean what I say
I’m just a runaway (runaway)

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