I pass lovers holding hands
And drinking wine on the park bench
I pass buildings, climbing up high
They tower over us and them
I pass children standing in a line in front of a museum
And it's meant to be so easy, but I'm scared

Running away
Running away
Running away
Running away

Every step I take, I get a little closer to the end
Every step I take, I'm closer to the day that I begin
Even though my body aches, I know I'll do this every day
And it shouldn't be this hard, but I'm scared

Running away
Running away
Running away
Running away
Running away
Running away

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh