Cowboy On The Run Quicksilver Messenger Service

Sometimes I dream of a world without war:
People laughing in the sun…
A world without love ain't no place to live
Yet I'm still living but the gun…
I'm just another cowboy on the run

Sometimes the rain gets all in my eyes
Till I can't see the wrongs I've done…
I've got trouble on ahead, the sheriff close behind
God… I'd love to see the sun
I'm just another cowboy on the run

Standing in a window, I don't know what to do
Hanging in a doorway, I'm trying to pass on through

Walking on a freeway, I don't know where to go
I go my way, there's nothing here to do

I'll try to sail the sea, ride wild and free
Act as if my time would never come…
Keep on getting higher, set my soul afire
Baby, when all's been said and done…
I'm just one more cowboy on the run

Just another cowboy on the run
Yes, I'm still living by the gun
I would give the world to see the sun