Runaround

My little runaround 
Where have you been 
I know things are better up there 
but I will not leave again 
No need to lay it on there 
'cause I don't care that much 
nothing is worth loving out there 
greed has a losers touch 

Oh the ragged birds are crying 
Ain't no future in tears 
cannot keep chasing my tail 
wasted too many years 
I'll never hang the stars 
in two places at once 
The past it is finally grown tired 
sleep is all I really want 

My little runaround