You know your city’s dirt and grime
Just confuses my mind
Doesn’t look so pretty, but I don’t care
I’m gonna move on and find some air
Right now all I can feel
The sting on my neck
The burdens don’t make it feel so free
But you bring it on home to me

I won’t run, I won’t run,
I won’t hide
I won’t run, I won’t run,
I’m gonna ride

You are the gun
That shoots it on home
You are the one
That drives it on home
Out in the night
I found my key
Out in the night
Never knew love could flow so free

I won’t run, I won’t run,
I won’t hide
I won’t run, I won’t run,
I’m gonna ride

I won’t run, I won’t run,
I won’t hide
I won’t run, I won’t run,
I’m gonna ride
I won’t run, I won’t run,
I’m gonna ride
I won’t run, I won’t run,
never again

— By Sean Bowley