To come all this way and
Miss what has not left me
I left to hide from pain
Collected from broken
Hearts I ran to gather in
My arms - over and over
Again... I don't want to
Repeat the offense, but
I find myself incapable of
Not following in past
Footsteps where I ran to
Do what caused the running to
Another west... smack dab in
The middle - with a real love
That paid for me to go home
And see what I grew to love
A little to late.
It won't go anywhere.
But I have and now it's
Too late - I can't afford to
Return... for many reasons.
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