(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth & John Helmer)
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Did you cry when they dragged you home
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Put a lock on the door and the telephone
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Was a runaway girl all they could see ...
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Have the nights and the days that you've come through
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Made the right seem wrong and the false seem true
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And was the runaway girl all they could see ...
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A teenage extra from the satellite TV
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Runaway girl
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Too bad, too bad
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Runaway girl
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Too wild, too wild
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Were they deaf to the prayer behind your lies
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Maybe they didn't dare to ask you why
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Was a runaway girl all they chose to see
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All they were prepared to admit to
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Runaway girl
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Too bad, too bad
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Runaway girl
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Areal wild child
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So you cower in the towns forgotten places
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And you make your bed with unfamiliar faces
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And at last you've got your freedom but that's all you've got
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You're tryin' to make your mind up if you're better off
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You pretend to wait for washing in some Laundromat
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But you're damned if you'll give them the satisfaction of you going back
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You'd freeze to death before you'd share a roof with them
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And you'd starve before you'd let him get his hands on you again
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Did you cry when they dragged you home
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Did you cry when they dragged you home
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Poor little runaway, poor little runaway
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Runway (Acoustic)
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