Runaway - Kingdom of Giants

Should I follow the birds

To some place warm

To get away from the clouds

And get away from the storm

Can there be a change in me?

It is an art, becoming who you are

Is it too late for me to be set free?

Should we follow our nerves

To some place far

We’ll leave without any trace

And reinvent who we are

It seems no matter how many times I run

How many miles I put between us

Just when I think I am safe and sound

You find a way back in and there’s no way out

Can there be a change in me?

It is an art, becoming who you are

Is it too late for me to be set free?

I used to think that I could change the world

Now I’m afraid I can’t even change myself

Can you see

A change in me?

It is an art

Becoming who you are

Can there be a change in me?

It is an art, becoming who you are

Is it too late for me to be set free?

Can you see

A change in me?

It is an art

Becoming who you are