There's a man around the corner He's been askin' me for change And I could use some, think I could use some Sometimes all these things slow me down Like the concrete that's been stickin' to the bottom of my shoes Soles worn and tired have started wearing though I can feel them heavier now There's a hole here in my pocket It reminds me of the way I am hungry And always running for an open door But on the highway heavyhearted humming just to hear a sound Loneliness it lingers through unfamiliar towns All of them stunning and none of them home And I don’t know if I live like this for peace of mind Can’t say if I do it for the foolish pride Maybe it's all just to prove that I'm alive I'm alive So I tell myself I'm brave And I swear that I'm bold But I'm afraid it isn't so Maybe I'm nothing more than alone Am I running just to run? Sometimes it seems running is all I've ever done But is there something more to settle for that I have given up? Does this fickle heart feel trapped in love? Is there something more to settle for, or have I just given up? Does my fickle heart still believe in love?