The Runaways Songtext
von I Am Kloot
The Runaways Songtext
Stop thinking it over
And stick the suitcase in the van
By Saturday we'll be miles away
As we planned
I used to live for the landslides
To feel the earth move beneath my feet
But in my way I was in my way
I was incomplete
But I'm not the only one
Who made it out on my own
I may be the only one
But I'm not so alone
So alone
Lift the latch after midnight
And meet me at the fair
I'll kick my heels by the ferris wheel
Until you're there
Leave a note by the fireside
To say that we have gone
Where no-one knows who we are
Or where we're from
'Cos we're not the only ones
Who made it out on our own
We may be the only ones
But we're not so alone
So alone
Come and take my temperature
You've not had the best of it yet
Once a snatch of memories
I could find it hard to forget
Da da da da
Da da da da
Doo doo
Doo doo
Da da da da
Da da da da
Doo doo
Doo doo
Stop thinking it over
And stick the suitcase in the van
And stick the suitcase in the van
By Saturday we'll be miles away
As we planned
I used to live for the landslides
To feel the earth move beneath my feet
But in my way I was in my way
I was incomplete
But I'm not the only one
Who made it out on my own
I may be the only one
But I'm not so alone
So alone
Lift the latch after midnight
And meet me at the fair
I'll kick my heels by the ferris wheel
Until you're there
Leave a note by the fireside
To say that we have gone
Where no-one knows who we are
Or where we're from
'Cos we're not the only ones
Who made it out on our own
We may be the only ones
But we're not so alone
So alone
Come and take my temperature
You've not had the best of it yet
Once a snatch of memories
I could find it hard to forget
Da da da da
Da da da da
Doo doo
Doo doo
Da da da da
Da da da da
Doo doo
Doo doo
Stop thinking it over
And stick the suitcase in the van
Writer(s): John Harold Arnold Bramwell, Andrew Peter Hargreaves, Peter Alexander Jobson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com