On my own
Écrite par Quix*o*tic
All of this [???]
Whistlin' wayside of the highway
I am far away
On my own, on my own
On my own, on my own
Wandering aimless through brambles and briar
Over pools of dirty water
Sneakers getting wet at the tips
On my own, on my own
On my own, on my own
Warmth is slipping from under the door
People stare as I walk inside
Now has become used to being close
On my own, on my own
On my own, on my own
I am running away from home
Freedom's running at my pace
Don't think I deserve anything
On my own, on my own
On my own, on my own
All of this [???]
All wishes recounted over pillows
I am far away