(Pack)
Think of the summer when I held you here
Everything was right
All the years we spent in love
Just to end one night
A lot of things are closin' in on me
She's gone and I'm in misery
There's no place that I can really be
Out into my own
So I'm runnin' away
I have got to be alone
I'm runnin' away
It makes no sense at all
Think of the summers when I held you here
All the dreams we'd planned
Afternoons we spent alone
I can't understand
A lot of things are closin' in on me
She's gone and I'm in misery
There's no place that I can really be
Out into my own
So I'm runnin' away
I have got to be alone
I'm runnin' away
It makes no sense at all
All I really want to know
What it is that makes love grow
Still inside me it remains
I never spend a day
Without wondering how I'll make it Alone...
So I'm runnin' away
I have got to be alone
I'm runnin' away It makes no sense at all
So I'm runnin' away
I have got to be alone
I'm runnin' away It makes no sense at all
So I'm runnin' away
I have got to be alone
I'm runnin' away It makes no sense at all
Runnin’ Away was written by David Pack.
Runnin’ Away was produced by Alan Parsons.
Ambrosia released Runnin’ Away on Sat Sep 11 1976.