Bill Champlin Runaway
Mama thought he had a condition
He barely acted his age
Papa chalked it off to ambition
When he took to the stage
A small town singer doesn't stand a chance
Hiding behind the same old scene
One or two parties and just a few dances
Not enough chances for me
Nobody here can understand
Your favorite son has other plans
Chorus:
Runaway, don't cry again
Kiss goodbye the ties that bind you
Runaway, and try again
Yesterday belongs behind you
Tomorrow takes you home
He tried to stay above the suspicions
But sometimes he gave it away
He knew enough to change his position
The time came to live in L.A.
A small town singer just can't get by
Hiding behind the same old scene
Nobody likes to say goodbye
But bye bye, the time has come for me
Nobody here can understand
Your favorite son has other plans
(Chorus)
Runaway
Kiss it all goodbye
Take another try
Tomorrow takes you home
(Chorus)
