If I am still the girl who runs away
then why do I stay, why do I stay
so shamefully attached to people
who can live without me

Who do live without me
daily, as I rot in my room
and why have I stayed
for nine long years committed

I know, I have made mistakes
but I am here, I am here
and if I could find it in my heart to go
then I was never there at all

You know, I spent my days
wishing for cars and trains
so I may run, and I will
if only to make things better

If you told me that I mean a thing
that I make an impression on the room

Then I will stay, I will always stay



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