Bare feet on the kitchen tile
Coffee in a chipped blue cup
Phone lighting up
I let it buzz
Let the world do what it does
Old plans on the fridge door fade
Names on a calendar I don’t chase
Take my time tying up my lace
Step outside
Feel my own pace
I’m only free when I’m running
Heart in my throat
Air in my lungs
All of the noise starts coming
Then falls away
One by one
I don’t need much
Just the sun and
Room for these tired legs to go
I’m only free when I’m running
When I’m running
I’m my own
Bus stop full of hurried eyes
Headphones up
They pass me by
I count dogs
Not traffic lights
Little games to fill my mind
Sweat lines making maps on skin
Every step shakes something loose
Every street I’m traveling in
Feels like one I get to choose
I’m only free when I’m running
Heart in my throat
Air in my lungs
All of the noise starts coming
Then falls away
One by one
I don’t need much
Just the sun and
Room for these tired legs to go
I’m only free when I’m running
When I’m running
I’m my own
Maybe I’m lost
But it’s my kind of lost (oh)
Turning the corner
Calling it home as I cross
I’m only free when I’m running
Heart in my throat
Air in my lungs
All of the doubt stops humming
Drops to a whisper
Comes undone
I don’t need much
Just the sun and
Room for these restless feet to roam
I’m only free when I’m running
When I’m running
I’m my own