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Sitting on a bus holding her cross, wondering deep inside
rolling through a field with some alamo steel looking for a place to hide
Sheâs heading out west but she canât confess and sheâs hoping that she can find
a way to explain the cause of her pain and the shame that she left behind
Hoping someday sheâll learn to behave so that people donât wonder just whatâs gotten under her skin
The satellite eyes of the runaway bride is all that is on TV
Sheâs counting the miles to forget for a while but she wonât take the test to see
The desert goes by with its elegant sky reaching for a silhouette peak
Sheâs got tears in her eyes but before the ink dries sheâs hoping that she can speak
Hoping someday sheâll learn to explain so that people donât wonder just whatâs gotten under her skin
Whatâs it about, youâre not ready yet?
If itâs in doubt, how far you gonna get?
Your ticket to ride has got you on the run
Ready or not your futureâs gonna come
Whatâs it about, youâre not ready yet?
If itâs in doubt, how far you gonna get?
Your ticket to ride has got you on the run
Ready or not your futureâs gonna come
Sitting on a bus holding her cross wondering deep inside
rolling through a field with some alamo steel looking for a place to hide
Sheâs heading out west but she canât confess and sheâs hoping that she can find
a way to explain the cause of her pain and the shame that she left behind
hoping someday sheâll learn to explain so that people donât wonder just whatâs gotten under her skin