We’ve ran away, you see I don’t know who’s looking for me My mam and maybe Lucy who’s three
My mam wanted us to go Away from Dad, and all I know
To make a fresh start In some foreign part I told Dad, he called mum a **** and said over his dead body Was she taking me
I went for my usual stay Every Sunday was Dad’s day He asked me did I want a few days of school We’d take a trip, I said “cool”
It feels like forever we’ve been here Me, dad and the deer I miss my mam, wish she were here I even miss Lucy, who I thought I didn’t like But I wish i could hold the little tyke