作词 : Minnear, Shulman, Shulman
He is the runaway
Lie low the wanted man
Mask his elusive face
Soon he will getaway
And free is his future
No more aimless time to spend
And evading, he's escaping
Four dirty walls and a bed in a cage his home no more.
Run in the underwood
Cover and hide the trail
Senses like sharpened sword
Guards for the shadow on his tail.
And yet his joy is empty and sad.
Once I was a boy, an innocent to life and my role in it,
This world played my game, and anyone a clown or foil for myself
The unseeing youth, how can it be so shallow and short-sighted
These years passed me by, to realise the folly of these unripe years
The unseeing youth, how can it be so shallow and short-sighted
These years passed me by, to realise the folly of these unripe years
Master inner voices, making the choices
Master inner voices, making the choices
Master inner voices, making the choices
Master inner voices, making the choices