The radio plays the sounds we made
And everything seems to feel just right
Coming through your lonely mind
Well I ve seen things
That scarred and bruised and left me blind
So come on, listen along with me
I think you need a little company
And how long will I run for?
Who am I running from?
And it makes sense
The youth coming up and making you dance
Cause I ve got some living inside of me
So come on I could use the company
And how long will I run for?
Who am I running from?
But now I ve seen my face in a cardboard wall
Nobody comes, nobody calls
How long will I run for?
Who am I running from?
Teenage tears sting my eyeballs
In a town where I wasn t born
And I will never suffer
So come on, come on, come on
But now I see my face in a cardboard wall
Nobody comes, nobody calls
If you re looking for me
I m there and it s you
If you re looking for me out there it s true
If you re looking for
I ll be looking for you
If you re looking for me
Then I m looking for you
If you re looking for me
Then I m looking for you
If you re looking for me
Then I m looking for you
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