Running from Life

It's time to hide away,

Far, far away,

Where reality can't come,

Never to go back to where I'm from.


The past haunts,

The ghost that taunts,

Keeps me from leaving,

Keeps me heaving.


It holds me here,

Captive in my fear,

What will tomorrow bring?

Will I even be able to sing?


She gives me her last look,

It holds me like a hook,

She gives me her last will,

It was left to me to fulfill.


Take my children in your arms,

Take them in from all harms,

Tell them daily,

You're my Matt and Bailey.