[Somerville, Forrest, Cole]

You leave in the morning

With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform

The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face


Mother will never understand
Why you had to leave
For the love that you need

Will never be found at home
And the answer you seek
Will never be found at home


Pushed around and kicked around
Always a lonely boy

You were the one
That they'd talk about around town
As they put you down

And as hard as they would try
They'd hurt to make you cry
But you'd never cry to them

Just to your soul
No you'd never cry to them
Just to your soul


Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away