The Runaround Songtext

von Mandolin Orange

Freight liners rollin' down the highway, Sunday
Sometime ago the line was laid to rest
The ships aren't makin' waves for a traveler like a jet airliner does
It's all here and gone, and never missed
But true love ain't true love without you
Walked a mile or two alone
It wasn't long before I knew
That true love ain't true love without you

Well morning times brewing
And it's a brand new electric coffee maker, percolator, it's no use
A sip is just a sip, makes the mornings brighter still
And if you're on the go you can grab some joe at the drive through

Blue I'm so blue
Got the runaround in my hometown its true
All the cotton gins are humming
Mmm by now it's sound asleep
Still half in bed at the end I bet, it's the bed on cotton sheets
But true love ain't true love without you