Say you wanna run away
you ain't ever leaving this town
Looking for another way
can't lift my heels off up the ground
My shoes stay sinking like a stone
(I wanna know if I am grown)
my thoughts keep sinking like a stone
(How am I gonna know if I am grown)
Turning my back on why I know
(x4)
How much diversion
can a man desire?
This excursion is will lift me up and out of the fire
Im going to take my advice
and leave these rainy days behind
(x2)
turning my back on why I know
(x4)