Tired Of Running - Carl Norén

My mama always said you will be abused, alright

You are standing on a mountain with your head in clouds at night

My baby’s got a girl and I don’t know how, oh no

Freedom is nothing but a chance to be alright

Baby I am tired of running

I have got my clown shoes on me

Baby I am tired of running

Come back to me

My only holiday is to hide away inside

A guilty conscience feeds on a healthy mind at night

My girlfriends got a girl and I’m falling down, oh no

Freedom is nothing but a chance to be alright

Baby I am tired of running

I have got my clown shoes on me

Baby I am tired of running

Come back to me