Eyes aflame, she ran away,
I will be where I want to be.
Need some space to be alone,
Need a place to call my own.

Can't stay here another day,
Thank awhile, walk away.
People wonder where she's gone,
All they see's a strange shaped stone.

They'll never invade her now.

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): ANDREW BELL, LAURENCE JOHN COLBERT, MARK STEPHEN GARDENER, STEPHEN PAUL QUERALT