In my mind, I’m always on the run
from something that isn’t killing me
I live to love and lots of love
but there just isn’t any here for me
we’ve been runaways / displacements together for long enough
and you’ve finally found your place
but I still haven’t
We were always on the run together till you found a place you loved
and it hurts to learn I’m on my own now
I just can’t bring myself to love it here as you do