Love can be so strange Don't it amaze you? Every time you give yourself away It comes back to haunt you Love's an elusive charm and it can be painful To understand this crazy world But you're not gonna crack No you're never gonna crack
Run my baby run my baby run Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun So run my baby run my baby run
Life can be so cruel Don't it astound you? So when nothing seems too certain or safe Let it burn through you You can keep it pure on the inside And you know what you believe to be right So you're not gonna crack No you're never gonna crack
Run my baby run my baby run Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun So run my baby run my baby run
Find out who you are before you regret it Cause life is so short there's no time to waste it
So run my baby run my baby run Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun So run my baby run my baby run ------------------------------------------------------ She was born in November 1963 The day Aldous Huxley died And her mama believed That every man could be free So her mama got high, high, high And her daddy marched on Birmingham Singing mighty protest songs And he pictured all the places That he knew that she belonged But he failed and taught her young The only thing she's need to carry on He taught her how to
Run baby run baby run baby run Baby run
Past the arms of the familiar And their talk of better days To the comfort of the strangers Slipping out before they say so long Baby loves to run
She counts out all her money In the taxi on the way to meet her plane Stares hopeful out the window At the workers fighting Through the pouring rain She's searching through the stations For an unfamiliar song And she's pictures all the places Where she knows she still belongs And she smiles the secret smile Because she knows exactly how To carry on
So run baby run baby run baby run Baby run
From the old familiar faces and Their old familiar ways To the comfort of the strangers Slipping out before they say So long Baby loves to run