"Runnin' Ain't What It Used To
Be"
Mark Elliott & Roy Hurd
I took one last sip of coffee, grabbed my coat
And tossed some quarters on the table
Turned my collar up to cut the wind
And walked out into the nigh
There's a blanket of snow
Covering all the broken hearts out on the shoulder
It looks pretty on the surface but what's underneath
Will cut you like a knife
Runnin' ain't what it used to be
The miles mean nothing to a memory
No matter where I go there's no getting over her
Leaving was a big mistake
Now I've had all the freedom that I can take
It's all catching up to me
Runnin' ain't what it used to be
I knew if I kept moving fast
What I left behind could never hurt me
I lost that guarantee the second I stared looking back
Now all that I can think about
Is how it felt to have her arms around me
And the only way to get back to her love
Is to follow my own tracks
REPEAT CHORUS
© 1996 Mark Elliott (Sony/ATV Music Publishing, LLC.,
BMI) & Roy Hurd (Warner-Tamerlane Music Publishing Corp., BMI)
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