Cowboy On The Run - Quicksilver Messenger Service

Sometimes I dream of a world without war

People laughing in the sun

And a world without love ain’t no place to live

Yet, we’re still living but the gun

And I’m just another cowboy on the run

Sometimes the rain gets all in my eyes

Till I can’t see the wrongs I’ve done

I’ve got trouble on ahead, the sheriff’s close behind

Oh God, I’d love to see the sun

And I’m just another cowboy on the run

Standing in a window, I don’t know what to do Standing in a doorway, I’m trying to pass on through

Walking on a freeway, I don’t know where to go Out on my highway, there’s nothing here to do

I’d like to sail the sea, ride wild and free

And act as if my time won’t ever come

Well, I keep on getting higher, set my soul on fire

But when it’s all been said and done

I’m just one more cowboy on the run

Just another cowboy on the run

Oh, how I’d love to see the sun

And we’re still living by the gun