Katrina Elam - Home Running Away Lyrics
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Home Running Away
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What Are The Lyrics For Home Running Away By Katrina Elam?
Puerto Rico all day on the beach
Blue water, white sand at her feet Too bad it's just a magazine It'll always be that place she's never seen She's home running away From the same old same old everyday In day out, predictable routine That's why she stays home running away To the place in her mind where he'll take her someday When he gets the time, until then she's home Running Away Fancy lunch with her best friend Ruby Mae Dinner plans with her husband start at eight But the dream ends with supper on the stove The kitchen's about as far as she can go She's home running away From the same old, same old everyday In day out, predictable routine That's why she stays home running away To the place in her mind where he'll take her someday When he gets the time, until then she's home Running Away He walks in the door with her dreams in his hands A two week vacation `cause he knows she's been Home running away From the same old same old everyday In day out, predictable routine Yeah she's been home running away To the place in her mind where he'll take her someday When he gets the time, until then she's home Running away Running away |
Who Wrote Home Running Away By Katrina Elam?
Jim Collins, Katrina Ruth Elam, Stephony E. Smith
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What's The Duration Of The Home Running Away By Katrina Elam?The duration of Home Running Away is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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