I Was Born The Running Kind, Leaving Always On My Mind


Home Was Never Home To Me At Anytime


Every Front Door Found Me Open I Would Find The Back Door Open


There Just Had To Be A Lesson For The Running Kind





Within Me There's A Prison, Surrounding Me Alone


As Real As Any Dungeon With A Wall Of Stone


I Know Running's Not The Answer, But Running's Been My Nature


And A Part Of Me That Keeps Me Moving On





I Was Born The Running Kind, Leaving Always On My Mind


Home Was Never Home To Me At Anytime


Every Front Door Found Me Open I Would Find The Back Door Open


There Just Had To Be A Lesson For The Running Kind