Morgan Wade – Run

Country & Folk

Bloodshot eyes on a balcony
A bottle of whiskey and his hands all over me
I was looking for the fire escape
You showed up without a second to waste
What if we run, what if we get away
There ain’t a single reason for us to stay

Can we fly somewhere foreign?
Get me high, mess me up until the morning
‘Cause all I see in every street is where he made me numb
There’s gotta be somewhere
Somewhere we can run, we can run

So many places that I ain’t been
All I know is I was living my life for him
We could fly, we could leave this town
Bury these memories that been holding us down

Can we fly somewhere foreign
Get me high, mess me up until the morning
‘Cause all I see in every street is where he made me numb
There’s gotta be somewhere
Somewhere we can run, we can run

You and me staring at a southern sky
Dreaming of any place we could be tonight

Can we fly somewhere foreign?
Get me high, mess me up until the morning
‘Cause all I see in every street is where he made me numb
There’s gotta be somewhere
Somewhere we can run, we can run

Somewhere we can run, we can run