It's okay, it's alright Keep on runnin', keep on hidin' Keep on runnin' away And if it makes you want to jump and shout, go ahead! Keep on runnin' keep on hidin' Keep on runnin' away, it's okay. Workin' in the city This town's got no pity Bossman owns a

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

Cry 'cause I'm here to wipe your eyes I'm here to wipe your eyes Tonight before you fall asleep I run my thumb across your cheek (across your cheek) I know I made you feel this way You gotta breathe, we'll be okay (be okay) Hey you, come over and let me

And I wake up alone He's fierce in my dreams, seizing my guts He floats me with dread Soaked in soul He swims in my eyes by the bed Pour myself over him Moon spilling in It's okay in the day I'm staying busy

But maybe that's okay Some people search the whole world over Just to find a love, that's even half as true Ooo ooo, ooo ooo, ooo ooo Well maybe I'm just lucky As the love I've found in you I've found in you Well I bet my buddies are out on the town

Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby Why you, why you, why you checking, if you're over it Why you, why you say, "Let go," if you're still holding it? You say you're okay but I saw that you liked it 2 A.M. and faded I know that's when you

(Aquarius, Aquarius, Aquarius) Simmer down, know you’re angry I can make, make it okay I can tell, I'ma be your baby Feel your stress melting away somehow These hoes you know won't hold you down Getting so hard to see the lights Lights, lights low, low,

I'm a mothafuckin' schemer boy, I'm a dreamer boy I love a girl that don't even fuckin' need a boy Baby, I'm a beamer boy, I need a beamer, boy Okay, I pull my cash out, shawty pass out Take her ass out, then I spaz out Okay, yeah I hit that, shawty, get

Money bag, money bag, hunnid bands in Ayy, I can't stress the fucking fact How much I hate my fuckin' life (Woo!) Drag myself through the days, fade Burn my soul just like a light (Okay) I was on my fuckin' way, straight Dodgin' 12 and divin' (Okay)