I was born into high expectations
So naturally, I always keep the car in drive
Just can't cope with my own limitations
I hit the sun and burned the house down trying to fly
So I find myself always looking out of windows
Waitin to see sparks fly
Why do I always have to run?
It doesn't seem that I was made with feet on fire
But I can't, no I can't get enough
Of looking over fences, trying to find what is greener
So I run
Oh I run (x3)
Me and my sister, we chose different answers
She saved her money, and I wore out all of mine
But either way, we're both pretty good dancers
It's best when we stop talking and don't go pickin sides
So I find myself always looking out of windows
Waitin to see sparks fly
Why do I always have to run?
It doesn't seem that I was made with feet on fire
But I can't, no I can't get enough
Of looking over fences, trying to find what is greener
So I run
Oh I run (x3)
I find the silver line
In every place I see it
I could stay or walk away
But that's my choice to make
So now I always have to run
I guess it seems that I was made with feet on fire
Cnd I can't, no I can't get enough
Of looking over fences, trying to find what is greener
So I run
Oh I run (x3)
So I run
Oh I run (x3)