I've got my things packed ; my favrite pillow, got my sleeping bag .
Climb out the window , All the pictures and pain I've left behind
All the freedom and fame I've got to find
And i wonder how long it'll take them to notice that i'm gone ,
And i wonder how farit'll take me to runaway
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Well i'm to young to be taken seriously , but i'm too old to believe
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And i wonder if i was a mistake
I might have nowhere left to go but i know i cannot go home
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I could sing for change on a Paris street, Be a red light dancer in New Orleans
I could start again , choose a family , I could change my name
come and go as i please in the dead of night
