Smalltown Boy

you leave in the morning
with everything you own
in a little black case
alone on the platform
the wind and the rain
on a sad and lonely face

mather will never understand
why you had to leave
for the love that you need
will never be found at home
and the answers you seek
will never be found at home

run away turn away
run away turn away
run away

pushed around and kicked around
always a lonely boy
you where the one
that they'd talk about around town
as they put you down
and as hard as they would try
they'd hurt to make you cry
but you'd never cry to them
just to your soul
but you'd never cry to them
just to your soul

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