(Rock Kilough)



Ever want to runaway?

Ever want to leave?

Never want to hang around?

Never want to grieve?

If love turned into labor

I would just resign

Working through the hard times never crossed my mind

And I'm guity of entering and breaking hearts so dear

Guilty of unlawful flight and failing to appear

I've commited all the crimes of love - every felony

Now, I have but once defense - to plead insanity



Where can I surrender?

I'm tired of being free

I want love to come and make a prisioner out of me

Lock me in your velvet cell and throw away the key



Events have come full circle now

I spend my nights alone

Where love was once so full and free

Love had up and gone

If the Good Lord should see fit to bring

Sweet love my way again

I'll die before I run away

And be the fool I've been



Where can I surrender?

I'm tired of being free

I want love to come and make a prisioner out of me

Lock me in your velvet cell and throw away the key

Lock me in your velvet cell and throw away the key