Fugitive

i'm like a fugitive

always on the run

i'd rather be distracted

than face you head on

i gotta get to where I'm going

though I don't know where that is

'til then I'll keep on running

like this

this is all I know

always on the go

always looking over

my shoulder

to see

if you're gonna catch up with me

no fire that I light 

can keep me from the cold

sure it can warm my hands

but it can't warm my soul

and like a tree puts down roots

i try to the best I can

but once they start to deepen

i gotta pack up and leave again

i'm tired 

wish it'd be okay to stay

but I'm wired

to be on my guard all day

i'm being haunted

i'm sure he'll find me soon enough

forever wanted