In the quiet of the night, when stars softly gleam,
And the weight of the world feels like an endless stream,
I dream of a place where worries fade away,
Where the road stretches far, and I can run astray.

To chase the whispering winds, through fields of gold,
Where mysteries unfold, and stories are told,
With every step, leaving my troubles behind,
In search of solace, a refuge to find.

Yet in the stillness, I pause and reflect,
For even in running, one cannot neglect,
That the heart seeks not escape, but a guiding light,
To illuminate the path through the darkest night.

So I'll stay a little longer, and face the day,
With courage in my heart, come what may,
For running away may offer temporary reprieve,
But true freedom comes when we choose to believe...