Smalltown Boy

To your soul To your soul Cry Cry Cry You leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face Mother will never understand why you had to leave But the answers you seek will never be found at home The love that you need will never be found at home Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away Pushed around and kicked around, always a lonely boy You were the one that they'd talk about around town as they put you down And as hard as they would try they'd hurt to make you cry But you never cried to them, just to your soul No, you never cried to them, just to your soul Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul) Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul) Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul) Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away Cry, boy, cry Cry, boy, cry Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry You leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away

Niño de una ciudad pequeña

A tu alma A tu alma Llora Llora Llora Te vas en la mañana con todas tus cosas en una pequeña maleta negra Solo en la plataforma, el viento y la lluvia golpeando una cara triste y solitaria Tu madre nunca entenderá por qué tuviste que irte Pero nunca encontrarás las respuestas que buscas en tu hogar Nunca encontrarás el amor que necesitas en tu hogar Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa Empujado y golpeado, siempre un niño solitario Eras del que siempre hablaban en la ciudad mientras te criticaban E intentaban tanto lastimarte para que llores Pero nunca lloraste frente a ellos, sólo frente a tu alma No, nunca lloraste frente a ellos, sólo frente a tu alma Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa (llorándole a tu alma) Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa (llorándole a tu alma) Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa (llorándole a tu alma) Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa Llora, niño, llora Llora, niño, llora Llora, niño, llora, niño, llora Llora, niño, llora, niño, llora Llora, niño, llora, niño, llora Llora, niño, llora, niño, llora Llora, niño, llora, niño, llora Llora, niño, llora, niño, llora Te vas en la mañana con todas tus cosas en una pequeña maleta negra Solo en la plataforma, el viento y la lluvia golpeando una cara triste y solitaria Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa Escapa, aléjate, escapa, aléjate, escapa