Minds On The Run Songtext
von Trevor Moss & Hannah-Lou

Lady drives a little car into town
Lights a brown little cigar
And winds her window down
A solitary silver curl
Lies lonely on her brow
Where once golden bouquets
Cascaded in waves
Shimmered and shone in the sun
Her heart knows where it is
But her mind′s on the run


Young man strides
With the confidence that comes
From knowing many things
Yet understanding none
He clearly defined his goals
And surpassed every one
Now he owns a lovely home
But he goes to bed alone
And the groaning silence drones like a hum
His heart knows where it is
But his mind's on the run

Old man of virtue and of grace
Slumps in his austere chair
Barely a line upon his face
For ne′er a cigarette
Nor single drop of liquor did he taste
Virtuous from his day of birth
But all that it was worth
Was to watch his friends into the earth
One by one
His heart knows where it is
But his mind's on the run