Song for a Runaway

By R


My heart was a lonesome highway
You were a runaway child

You got on a bus to
Pittsburgh Pa

You wrote a song that made me smile



You arrived at the downtown station

Pittsburgh angels smiled at you


You met a friend from the University

You were like a book that was overdue


I was a preacher student

You were my book of proofs


I used live in a fear factory

You factored in the truth


You lived the kind of life that frees you

You saw my struggle to be free

I was prisoner of myself
And you saw what I couldn't see

Everyone has their day in court

In a courtroom that's legally blind

I was caught in a lineup


You were my witness
Funny and fine


We had a courtroom wedding

You sang me your rhapsody

My heart was a lonesome highway


And you were the
Runaway who set me free.
© R Becker