From city to city.
For miles and miles.
Running from love
Running from pain.
Anonymity has seduced you as you run
from burning memories.
You can't out run yourself.
Insistently you've run,
feeling the pain in every step.
Escaping commitments,
Avoiding responsibility,
Leaving behind footprints in the sand
that fade away like dreams that never were.
No real roots.
No real home.
You can't out run yourself.
The mask you wear is old and worn.
Your tears are exposed and flow like a river,
taking you deeper into the waters of
solitude and sadness.
The time has come to confront who you are.
Let acceptance be your freedom.
And allow the light of love to guide your footsteps.
You can't out run yourself.
