Run To Me My Friend 

by Steve Saunders)

Autumn eve it's getting cold T shirt, suitcase, kids in tow

She never dreamed of this black eye and busted lip

Just trying to find someplace to go


You can run to me my friend

You can start to start again

Dry those tears you've cried

You'll be safe inside

You can run to me my friend

He was the one of your dreams Nightmare run or so it seems

It's so hard to do When he blames it all on you

For his own insecurities



He's told you time and again it's the last time

It's up to you to make it true