FUGITIVE FROM LOVE

 

Fugitive From Love

(a modern day outlaw tale with no happy ending)

I am a fugitive from love

I’ve been on the run for years

I’ve been shot down by heart break bullets

My eyes shed blood red tears.

I am a fugitive from love

Afraid of that lovin’ stuff

Don’t want no fancy free liaisons

No one night romance fluff.

I am a fugitive from love

I only move at night

When love shines it’s light down on me

I keep out of sight.

I am an outlaw running free

I live by no one’s rules

I believe no lies so don’t even try

For I am no longer a fool.

That man, he broke my baby heart

He took away my soul

So I became a fugitive

Hiding in the cold.

(And now you think that you can arrest me

You’re surprised when I resist)

Put on these handcuffs, you say to me

And I’ll lock them with a kiss.

You’ll never take me alive, I say

You’ll never make me stay

I am a fugitive from love

And I will run away.

You shook me by my shoulders

So rigid with pride yet soft

And you said, You’re talking crazy, girl

Baby, that’s crazy talk.

But crazy or no, I will not go

Be led away in chains

You tell me love is getting healed

But all I see is pain.

But I let you persuade me a little

I relented and resigned to my fate

I forgot to forget for a minute

But as you slept, I crept out and escaped.

And I ran and I ran and I ran

Through the night and the stars and the rain

And I cried and I cried and I cried

As I caught that southbound train.

I am a fugitive from love

A woman, scarred and torn

An innocent victim of the pain

That simply can’t be borne.

It hunts me like a prisoner

Though I have committed no crime

It convicts me in the court of love

But I will serve no time.

I am a fugitive from love

An outlaw running free

So skilled am I, don’t even try

You cannot capture me.

You cannot capture me

You cannot capture me

I am a fugitive from love

And you cannot capture me.

©by Voo

Feb 16, 2004

secret garden by Bruce Springsteen
goes perfectly with poem