her head is leaning
on the cold window
with her eyes half way closed
what ever she knows
she's not tellin'
only god knows
where she's headin'
a thousand miles ahead
a thousand miles behind
the early morning bus keeps
her out of my site
whenever she smiles
everyone gets lost
but the greyhound is empty now
I don't know why
guess there is no why
she's knocking on my door
have seen her
strong and beautiful
and always on the run
yesterday she was lying
in my arms
and hundred little tears
were taking her apart
yesterday she was lying
in my arms
and hundred little tears
were taking her apart
yesterday she was lying
in my arms
and hundred little tears
were taking her apart
always always always
always travelling
always always always
always travelling
always always always
always travelling
always always always
always travelling
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