The Running Kind

<p>I was born the running kind, leaving always on my mind<br/>Home was never home to me at anytime<br/>Every front door found me open I would find the back door open<br/>There just had to be an exit for the running kind<br/><br/>Within me there&#x27;s a prison, surrounding me alone<br/>As real as any dungeon with its walls of stone<br/>I know running&#x27;s not the answer, but running&#x27;s been my nature<br/>And the thing in me that keeps me moving on<br/><br/>I was born the running kind, leaving always on my mind<br/>Home was never home to me at anytime<br/>Every front door found me open I would find the back door open<br/>There just had to be an exit for the running kind