Runaway

we all thought about it once or twice

it's funny i never thought that i'd be homeless

i used to walk by them now i'm living

on the corners stretching for a touch of a hand

a dollar bill or a chance

give me a sandwich bag

man i'll do anything with thoughts of desperation

my heart's racing i'm not star gazing

i could die

a starvation hallucinating from the days wasted

lost track of time while my mind's aging

people looking at me like a lost patient

like i'm already dead why they all hating

did i choose this life or life choose me

i ran away at sweet sixteen mommy

do you miss me this is christie

so i run and i run and i ran and i ran

praying maybe someday we might meet again

cause it hurts when you hurt and i hurt

and i feel like i'm healed

can we all just make amends

i run and i run and i run

run away

run away i run and i run and i run

hey yo goodbye to the world

goodbye to my girl girl say hello to my home

the street corner it's absurd

every word that was spoken

it must have come alive

'cause my life is still broken

wondering did i miss it

what mistake did i make can i fit

these streets are gone ballistic

this isn't what i thought it would be

where is daddy is he still mad at

me i wonder what he had me back in the home

back in the zone

back where i can eat rather sit and use a phone

cause it hurts and i know i never said goodbye

i ran away i thought like anything i can fly

so i run and i run and i ran and i ran

praying maybe someday we might meet again

cause it hurts when you hurt and i hurt

and i feel like i'm healed

can we all just make amends

i run and i run and i run i run

no you don't have to run

i run and i run and i run

it's gonna be okay

mom and dad are you there are you listening

i wanna come home but scared of the mess i'm in

please forgive me

of the things i committed against you against me

our family tree

and i know we haven't spoken so long

i so wrong to think i could live on on my own accord

i'mma take the train home but i need to know

if you'll welcome me back through your life's door

show me a sign with a red ribbon

hang one on the side of the train building

and if i see it

then i'll know that you're still willing

and if not i won't ever call or visit

or pretend that i'm reliving the beginning

like when will used to talk in the kitchen

without all the fights and friction this

is me wishing one of your ex children picturing

praying that you got the same feelings

i'm running so i run and i run and i ran and i ran

praying maybe someday we might meet again

cause it hurts when you hurt and i hurt

and i feel like i'm healed

can we all just make amends

i run and i run and i run

stop running away