Tom Petty Follow

Im passing sleeping cities Fading by degrees Not
believing all I see to be so Im flyin over backyards
Country homes and ranches Watching life between the
branches below And its hard to say Who you are
these days But you run on anyway Dont you baby?
You keep running for another place To find that
saving grace Im moving on alone over ground that no
one owns Past statues that atone for my sins Theres a
guard on every door And a drink on every floor
Overflowing with a thousand amens And its hard
to say Who you are these days But you run on anyway
Dont you baby? You keep running for another
place To find that saving grace Dont you baby?
Youre rolling up the carpet Of your fathers
two-room mansion No headroom for expansion no more And
theres a corner of the floor Theyre telling you is yours
Youre confident but not really sure And its
hard to say Who you are these days But you run on
anyway Dont you baby? You keep running for
another place To find that saving grace Dont you
baby? You keep running for another place to find
that saving grace Don't you baby?