I ran to the bosom of another
I ran away from my mother
I was now out in the free world
I had run before I could become sterile

I was grown and could run away from relaxation
I ran into a new fixation
I ran to meet my career for life
I ran away from he who would make me his wife

I could sing and skip and jump to time
I could not run away from the secrets in my mind
I run exhausted and feel used
I run from being confused

I am tired of running in the wind
If I continue to run around the bend
I will find myself alone my friend
I will have run to my life’s end