Your head is so deep in the box

So you cannot rise up from it

The world is getting cold

You got so numb while you played with it

Forgot your heart on the road

How are you filling up the empty seats?

Your hands are getting cold

While you're looking for another treat

A glimpse of heat

And I'll be

Running from you

Oh father if you could just hear me

I'm tired of running, I'm tired of running

And I'll be

Running from you

Oh father if you could just hear me

I'm tired of running, I'm tired of running from you

Father, father

Father, father

Father, father

Father, father

you're so obsessed with your high

Cloud nine didn't make an ease

And I can see your road

Lights out by the end of it

I feel so bad for you now

While you're cleaning up your wounds to heal

Tell me, what's the point?

When you're looking for that other need to make it bleed

And I'll be

Running from you

Oh father if you could just hear me

I'm tired of running

I'm tired of running from you

Father, father

Father, father

Father, father

Father, father

"May all beings everywhere plagued

With suffering of body and mind

Quickly be freed from their illness

May those frightened cease to be afraid

And may those bound be free

May the powerless find power

And may people think of each other. "