I want to run
away tonight.
The last train
is about to pull away.
Off I go,
following my dreams.
To the faraway land,
close by.
I just can’t give it a name, To these thoughts that I pen. I guess sometimes its better To leave them unsaid.
I want to run
away tonight.
The last train
is about to pull away.
Off I go,
following my dreams.
To the faraway land,
close by.
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