Well, I think I will travel on When morning's calling to the dawn And light is saying to the night I'm coming, but I'll be running A lamplight shining bright and clear Is casting shadows on my tears A signpost says I'm getting near to dying But it's lying I'm just running from the bad way that I feel Running from the life that isn't real Running every day from everything But running isn't solving anything I'm running out to find the place Where I can think about the face That taught me how to pass the pace of living And try forgiving I'm running from the bad way that I feel Running from the life that isn't real Running every day from everything But running isn't solving anything So I think I'll take a walk When morning's calling to the dark And light is saying to the night I'm coming, but I'll be running I'm coming, but I'll be running