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 souls 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 ways 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 dont know if i live like this for peace of mind cant 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 