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Mat Kearney |
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Runaway |
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Tonight you’re letting go, under the burning glow |
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We’re too young to hold this all on our own |
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All that came and went riding them by the winds |
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Blowing through the trees, you could feel it on your skin |
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Walking the lost streets, no one ever shares |
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Cry yourself to sleep, waiting on a little prayer |
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Bags are by the door, hearts are on the floor |
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There’s a bottle of tears on the dresser drawer |
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Nobody knows the trouble we’ve seen |
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And nobody knows the price of this dream |
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And nobody knows what it took to believe |
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She wants to be free, like a runaway, ay ay ay |
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Trying to believe, gonna find a way, ay ay ay |
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We got just one life, tonight we’re running all the lights |
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Trying to break free, like a runaway ay ay ay |
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The road below our wheels, all that we fought to heal |
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You close your eyes and cry, dying for the right to feel |
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I hear it coming down, oh the sweetest sound |
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Of forgotten tears falling on the solid ground |
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Nobody knows the trouble we’ve seen |
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Nobody knows the price of this dream |
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And nobody knows what it took to believe |
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She wants to be free, like a runaway ay ay ay |
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Trying to believe, gonna find a way ay ay ay |
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We got just one life, tonight we’re running all the lights |
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Trying to break free, like a runaway ay ay ay |
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Oh oh oh oh |
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Oh oh oh oh |
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We’re singing “How did we get this far riding on a shooting star?” |
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It’s like flying on the wings of God |
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She wants to be free |
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Like a runaway ay ay ay |
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Trying to believe, gonna find a way ay ay ay |
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We got just on life, tonight we’re running all the lights |
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Trying to break free, like a runaway ay ay ay ay ay |
