Standing side of the street I see her walking away Her car and bags are packed Heading straight for L.A. More of a reason to go Less of a reason to stay With every mile she goes A memory fades away Not really hip in her school Unsatisfied with her crowd Only looking for someplace Where she can be found The poetry that she writes A different kind of release If they can't hear her scream Maybe they'll hear her sing La, la, la, la La, la, la, la And I know that she will be fine if she tries The days turned into months The months they turned into years On a road to fame Shedding too many tears A few letters to home It just wasn't the same They even made her change her name Well on the way to work Turned on the radio And I heard a familiar voice that I know She had gotten her dream And became a star And her voice rang out from in my car La, la, la, la La, la, la, la And I know that she will be fine if she tries And she sang La, la, la, la La, la, la, la And I know that she will be fine if she tries But she's trying to hard to run away From everything she left behind And if she's gonna do this on her own then she leaves tonight And they call her a runaway La, la, la, la La, la, la, la And I know that she will be fine if she tries La, la, la, la La, la, la, la And I know that she will be fine if she tries And she said 'You're not gonna take away my dream (la, la, la, la) Cause I'm running away and soon you'll see (la, la, la, and I know) That things will be fine if I try' (that she will be fine if she tries) And she said 'You're just wasting your breath on me (la, la, la, la) Cause I made up my mind and soon you'll see (la, la, la, and I know) That things will be fine if I try' (that she will be fine if she tries) And they called her a runaway