Tom: D (intro) D D 1. I was born the running kind with leaving always on my mind, G home was never home to me at anytime, A A7 A A7 every front door found me hoping I would find the back door open, A A7 D there just had to be an exit for the running kind. D 2. Within me there's a prison surrounding me alone, G as real as any dungeon with its walls of stone, A A7 A A7 I know running's not the answer, though, running's been my nature, A A7 D and a thing in me that keeps me moving on. D 3. I was born the running kind with leaving always on my mind, G home was never home to me at anytime, A A7 A A7 every front door found me hoping I would find the back door open, A A7 D there just had to be an exit for the running kind.