Holding on to little
more than I can carry
Freedom kissed me in the wind
The rain smiled at me
when I thought
I needed someone to hold
Ancient ones sighed
softly calling through the worlds
To be living
means we are not alone
Running into life
is not the same
as running
running away
I've been living alone so long
running alone is easy
running through a fantasy
Holding on to little
more than I can carry
Freedom kissed me in the wind
The rain smiled at me
when I thought
I needed someone to hold
The rain smiled at me
Ancient ones sighed
softly calling through worlds
To be living
means we are not alone
Running into life
is not the same
as running
running away
I've been living alone so long
running alone is easy
running through a fantasy
Chasing myself into reality
looking for what is clear to see
looking for what is clear to see
looking for what is clear to see