Runaway

We fell behind from life

Bended the rules with no clue

Wished upon the faded star

And our line has come and gone

No mother to save our skin

Molting and chaffing for liberty

Filling river of tears in the shadows

Anguish our only support in the crowds

There in the wishing well I shall give thee away, my love

There in the cold sunshine our goodbyes will be known

For there were no kind horizons for young love

No memories to built upon the pain we crossed

Our graves eagerly await our call

Our mouths expecting one last drop of love

The warmth of our hearts is now a cynic stone

Bound to wound the memory till new life finds a bold pause.

~I will miss you...P.I.~

Kanye West - Runaway