Why did you run away for?
Walk in; walk straight back out the door?
Was it something you seen?
What happened to what once been?
Is it something about me?
Tell me, I can’t see.
If honesty is what people ask,
I hide it till dusk,
If the truth is what they need,
I bury my lonely seed,
The reason I run,
Gone and done,
I cannot tell you why,
I hear your frustrated sigh,
But I can’t tell you what I don’t know,
So I put my head down,
Hide my feelings,
Bury my soul,
And live in sorrow.
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