From the recording Runnin' From The Moon

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Lyrics

Rows upon rows of coloured lights
To guide this bird out of the night
Bound to this seat, I'm strapped in tight
It's alright
I don’t wanna leave, but money is tight

I take three steps toward ya’
And ten steps back
But honey, that’s life til’ I’m off this track
Ain’t that a fact

Thats why I'm runnin’
Runnin’ from the moon
Traveling west, the West coast
Chasing a tune
Why’d I keep runnin’
Runnin’ from the moon
When all I wanna do
Is get back home to you

I may be high, but I'm feelin' low
I can feel the sun risin'
As I'm watching the rain turn to snow
This passenger plane's got one extra soul
So pass the pack and then I'll pull this cord
And I'll see you tomorrow

So I’m runnin’
Runnin’ from the moon
Traveling west, the West coast
Chasing a tune
Why’d I keep runnin’
Runnin’ from the moon
When all I wanna do
Is get back home to you

Rows upon rows of flashing lights
Same tired tale, but different sights
I keep dreaming that this might
Be the last flight

Runnin'
Runnin’ from the moon
Traveling west, the West coast
Chasing a tune
Why’d I keep runnin’
Runnin’ from the moon
When all I wanna do
Is get back home to you

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