1. I was born the running kind with leaving always on my mind,
home was never home to me at anytime,
every front door found me hoping I would find the back door open,
there just had to be an exit for the running kind.
2. Within me there's a prison surrounding me alone,
as real as any dungeon with its walls of stone,
I know running's not the answer, though, running's been my nature,
and a thing in me that keeps me moving on.
3. I was born the running kind with leaving always on my mind,
home was never home to me at anytime,
every front door found me hoping I would find the back door open,
there just had to be an exit for the running kind.