17 lyrics for "Why am I on the run and"

Over and done, a changing of seasons The sun that ignited our feelings is down And I'm overcome if love was the reason Why am I on the run and So let's turn this around Before we're over and done Everywhere I go I see reasons For the pain
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Every time it rains Dust can't dry Rust takes hold See it in the sky You want to go Clouds come Standing in the doorway You run, why you want to run away Sky falls, take it as a sign Who knows what I am gonna find
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You say our love Is like dynamite Well you're killing me Why don't you just set me free Too young to fall in love Run for the hills We're both sinners and saints Not a woman but a whore I can just taste the hate
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Was born with a song inside of me Never question why We're running out of it On the day that I die I wanna to say that I Until the very end 'Cause I believe that I And as time goes by Was a man who really lived and never compromised
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Born with a broken heart Burnin' like a shootin' star Oh, why do the good die young Playin' on that sad guitar Up from the ashes, out of the flames Keeps gettin' stronger, like a slow rollin' train Watch it run Off in the distance, it was callin' my name
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And I don't have to tell you why Don't want to be on no rooftop Frying in the afternoon sun Don't want to sit by no fountain Listening to the man-made stream run Just want to stand where the sea-spray Gleams like fire with you Don't want to go to no
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Show me the way Why do my dreams keep slipping away? Spent a whole lifetime running away And every time I close my eyes, I've lost another day Put me on an aeroplane A million miles away She's opened up a book of hate And tore a brand new page Tonight
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Please don't let my dreams run dry He just takes the tractor another round And pulls the plow across the ground And sends up another prayer He says, "Lord, I never complain, I never ask why Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky." He gets up before the
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Oh Lord, when will the road run out I'm on the road but I'm in doubt And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace If I stand to lose from winning To find the truth I'm willing To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days The good ol' days
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