Chasing Me (Voice Memo) - Lauren Duski

I ask myself again and again

Why don’t I pack it up and then

Move back home and settle down

Find a good man back in my home town

Heaven knows I ain’t gettin' any younger

The hands of time are tryna pull me under

But I got songs I wanna sing

The new ones, the old ones, and the in between

This dream keeps chasing me

Like the bees in the yard back when I was a kid

Like my little brother on his BMX

I ran and I ran till I was out of breath

I tried for a while to deny

Who I was always born to be

I swear I’m not chasing down this dream

This dreams been chasing me

When I think back to that little girl

Singing in her hairbrush to the whole wide world

With all my dolls lined up on my bed

I can’t let her down and I can’t forget

This dream keeps chasing me

Like the bees in the yard back when I was a kid

Like my little brother on his BMX

I ran and I ran till I was out of breath

I tried for a while to deny

Who I was always born to be

I swear I’m not chasing down this dream

This dreams been chasing me

And it’s not the fame or the money

Something inside says keep on running

While this dream keeps chasing me

Like the sun in the rearview on the interstate

Like the good Lord did before I was saved

And he won’t let me pray it away

I tried for a while to deny

Who I was always born to be

I swear I’m not chasing down this dream

This dreams been chasing me