all the flowers in the window
tell me something that you knew
about all the ways and all the things
about who became who
in the nighttime, in the daytime
in the present, in the past
about you and I and what we've become
at last
so, I walk alone
down this lonely highway
where no candles light the way back home
and all the ships are sinking
my present means nothing
my past, it means less
so let's run away
so let's run away
so let's run away
so let's run away
all the fakers in the cities
they're crying about their love
only seasick sailors
hoping for a shore
hiding behind a fever
a turning life at all
hiding behind a mirror
waiting for a call
so, I walk alone
down this lonely highway
where no candles light the way back home
and all the ships are sinking
my present means nothing
my past, it means less
so let's run away
so let's run away
so let's run away
a turning life at all
hiding behind a mirror
waiting for a call
so, I walk alone
down this lonely highway
where no candles light the way back home
and all the ships are sinking
my present means nothing
my past, it means less
so let's run away
so let's run away
so let's run away
so let's run away