The Higher - The (Runaway) Artist

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Standing side of the street

I see her walking away

Her car and bags are packed

Heading straight for L.A.

More of a reason to go

Less of a reason to stay

With every mile she goes

A memory fades away

Not really hip in her school

Unsatisfied with her crowd

Only looking for someplace

Where she can be found

The poetry that she writes

A different kind of release

If they can't hear her scream

Maybe they'll hear her sing

La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la

And I know that she will be fine if she tries

The days turned into months

The months they turned into years

On a road to fame

Shedding too many tears

A few letters to home

It just wasn't the same

They even made her change her name

Well on the way to work

Turned on the radio

And I heard a familiar voice that I know

She had gotten her dream

And became a star

And her voice rang out from in my car

La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la

And I know that she will be fine if she tries

And she sang

La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la

And I know that she will be fine if she tries

But she's trying to hard to run away

From everything she left behind

And if she's gonna do this on her own then she leaves tonight

And they call her a runaway

La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la

And I know that she will be fine if she tries

La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la

And I know that she will be fine if she tries

And she said

"You're not gonna take away my dream (la, la, la, la)

Cause I'm running away and soon you'll see (la, la, la, and I know)

That things will be fine if I try" (that she will be fine if she tries)

And she said

"You're just wasting your breath on me (la, la, la, la)

Cause I made up my mind and soon you'll see (la, la, la, and I know)

That things will be fine if I try" (that she will be fine if she tries)

And they called her a runaway