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