Song lyrics © M.J.C. Griffin

Travelling Man

I know those mornings when you wake up tired,
See your life as some kind of compromise;
I know you're going to pack some things,
Tiptoe quietly out, and try not to say goodbye.

Oh yes, I've seen your face,
You've been misting up the windowpane;
Daydreaming of a better place to be -
But no matter where you take yourself:

Take a tip from a travelling man,
Take a line out of one of his songs:
No amount of running is going to make you free,
Freedom is only for the strong.

Your eyes seem aching for the sight of an open road;
You're only waiting for the wind to run its fingers through your hair;
Oh but don't you see, no matter where you choose to roam;
Restlessness, like loneliness, it's just a state of mind.

And yes, I've seen your face,
You've been misting up the windowpane;
Daydreaming of a better place to be -
But no matter where you take yourself:

Take a tip from a travelling man,
Take a line out of one of his songs:
No amount of running is going to make you free,
Freedom is only for the strong.

I know those mornings when you wake up tired

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