i wanted to run away and never
see hollywood again
i wanted to run away and never
ever have any friends
i wanted to run away without you
and you dragged me by my hair
wasn't really fair, so i cut it off
i wanted to run so fucking far
that i ran right out of breath
i wanted to run my life away
and run straight through to death
i wanted to run away.
i wanted to run away
i want right now to lay
in front of a fire on a cold day
i want you to make me stay
i want you to take me with you
i want you to keep me safe
and free
and you
and me
and thanks
and i wanted to run away
from all of my thoughts
from all the plastic
from all the trees
away from the moon
away from the seas
and now...
i don't want to run away
i want you to make me stay
stay, please.
I'm guessing you didn't mean about this site, or, at least, not all about this site...but I would like you to stay. Though I don't know how to convince you to do so.
I want you to stay. And you could roomie with me in my padded cell. It would be so fun to write things all over the wall. Ooo the things we could come up with.
Thanks for writing. :)
well, it takes a special kinda woman to get this fella on his feet...Or maybe just a horde of not so specials...
I want you to stay. I am glad you're back. I did like my job, but now they are screwin with me. Anyway, we need to hang out sometime. Call me.