Running

Well I've been thinking back to when I first saw your face You spoke to me first but that pipe had me way out in space Hair still wet from the creek and skin red from the heat of the day We talked about music with a Sprite and a fifth of Bombay Oh yeah Fast forward a bit and we were in the same spot celebrating What was our fourth and unbeknownst to us final year of dating We drank and sang and danced the whole damn night Oh God I can't believe that I gave up without a fight I packed up in the dead of the night and headed way out west Left you laying there asleep with nothing more than a letter on your chest Just a simple little phrase followed by sincerely yours and a comma It read true and said that you would always be my Kentucky mama Well I heard from an old friend that you still go there to this day Looking back on our past wondering if you could've changed me someway Same bottle in your hand hoping I'll come walking up while you're sunning Oh but baby just like that old creek I'm still running Oh but baby just like that old creek I'm still running