places

The well has run dry from the bridges we've burnt The places we go, the places we go

Afraid to say why, what have you learned From the places we go, there's nowhere like home

And I hate to say why, I'm afraid that they'll win

The voices inside telling me not to quit

So please walk a mile in my shoes again

But the soles are detached and the laces are thin

And the race isn't over, I know I won't win

When around the next corner, that's when I'll begin to try and run

Bare feet on the ground and they're dripping with blood

So go on and judge, you know where I've been The places I'll go, the places I'll go