Ran
Ran from cover, ran when shoved
Ran from the things that I thought were love
Mind my song, mind my dance
Couldn’t get out from the bottles trance
Ran from cover, ran when alone
Ran from the noise of a telephone
Mind myself, remind me again
Could it be shades of how I’ve been?
Ran from cover, ran so fast
Ran right into my shattered past
Mind my tempo, mind my time
Saying good-bye isn’t a crime
Rain is falling, my past is calling
Straight in to me, your words are wounding
Rain is falling my past is crawling
Push came to shove; now I am falling
Ran from cover, ran when cold
Ran from the things I was told
Mind my note, and mind my tone
Sing a song, my conscience on loan
Ran from cover, Ran at night
Ran from the good things I found in life
Mind myself, remind me again
Could it be shades of how I’ve been?