
I'm just trying to get out of here,
I'm trading these sunsets for sunrises,
I'm trading these pines and oaks for palm trees.
I'm trying to do exactly what you told me,
I'm trying to make it on my own
With every mile I travel
I'll drop a pieces of this broken heart
So that maybe one day
You'll follow the pieces
Back to me.
But if you don't
I'll be okay
The sunrises and palm trees will keep me company
I'll tell them of this broken heart
And why I ran away from the sunsets and the oaks
Because they didn't make me happy
I felt like it was a prison
But with every mile I travel
I'm breaking the chains
And becoming free
To live the way I want to
And to finally be truly happy.
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