I thought I saw you, dancing with dirty feet
Broken records, slightly out of reach
Are you dreaming, are you dreaming
Of the spires, back then before there were
Crossed wires?
Are you longing, hands up in the air

Broken flowers twisting in you hair

Are you dreaming, dreaming of way back when

Before you crossed the line?



You cut and run

You cut and run

You cut and run

You cut and run



Empty rooms, dancing on your own

Broken flowers from a broken home

Are you dreaming, dreaming about this time

Way back when before you crossed the line?

Though I saw you, dancing with tired feet

Longing hours, records on repeat

Are you dreaming, are you dreaming

Of the spires, back then before there were

Crossed wires?



You cut and run

You cut and run

You cut and run

When you see the trouble come

You cut and run

You cut and run

You cut and run

Once the damage has been done



Cause you're always crashing the same car

And the apple don't seem to fall too far

And there's always icebergs on the way

Of all the sorrys you ought to say



You want to feel the way that you did back then

You want to push back the hands and start in again



But you cut and run

When you see the trouble come

You cut and run

Once the damage has been done



Cause you're always crashing the same car

And the apple don't seem to fall too far

And there's always icebergs on the way

Of all the sorry's you ought to say

So you don't come back around this town

Always causing trouble of just fooling around

Cause there's always something in the way

Of all the sorry's that you ought to say