I run from home,
Run from my home.
I run from home
To find my own.
I run away from the
Path laid down for me.
If I can't find my own,
I'll make my own.
Surrounded by all of these,
All of these, falling from the trees.
Guess that's why we
call them leafs.
I guess that's what
You could call me.
We leave our family trees.
We leave all we've ever known,
A place we once called our home.
Now we're on our own,
Now we're all alone,
Better then where we were before.
To find something better,
To find something more.
They're no good for us
We're no good for them.
Leave for good never see them again.
All is well, I've bid my farewells.
Fared them well, fared me go to hell.
A bit confused a bit upset
I said, "I've been there that's why I left.
I started fresh
I began a new.
Planted my own tree
And yes it grew
Tall and stong and
It wont branch out to you.
When I think of you
I'll think only who.
I ran from home,
Ran from my home.
I ran from home
To find my own.
I ran away from the
Path laid down for me.
Couldn't find my own
So I made my own.
We were once stuck
To our family trees.
But, now we're free
Now that we're leafs.
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