I was born the running kind

With leaving always on my mind

Home was never home to me

At anytime

Every front door found me hoping

I would find the back door open

There just had to be an exit for the running kind



Within me there's a prison

Surrounding me alone

As real as any dungeon

With its wall of stone

I know running's not the answer

Though, running's been my nature

And a thing in me that keeps me moving on



I was born the running kind

With leaving always on my mind

Home was never home to me

At anytime

Every front door found me hoping

I would find the back door open

There just had to be an exit for the running kind



I was born the running kind

With leaving always on my mind

Home was never home to me

At anytime

Every front door found me hoping

I would find the back door open

There just had to be an exit for the running kind