Amy Studt She Ran

Just a girl in a photograph

Wearing the dress that I wear now

A pretty face in fields of grey

It’s sad to see that nothing seems to change

She’s running from the boy in the schoolyard

She’s running through the field to the open barn

They’re laughing as the sun dances round her

A little life within her takes it place inside her starts to grow

She cuts the seams of a favourite frock

She sits and listens to the old church clock

Oh daddy daddy don’t send me away

Never been a bad girl I swear that nothing’s changed

She’s running from the face of her father

She’s running from the silence in a crowded room

She’s running from the ring that he gave her

The leaded sound of promises

The feeling that’s inside her starts to grow

A dark day becomes a cold, cold night

A fading light to bear a newborn life

Two voices fade into one

She closed her eyes with the rising sun

She’s running to the arms of an angel

She’s running from the only place she’s ever known

She’s running with her heart left behind her

They knew when they found her that they just couldn’t hurt her anymore

She’s running from the face of her father

She’s running from the silence in a crowded room

She’s running from the ring that he gave her

They knew when they found her that they just couldn’t hurt her anymore

Just a girl in a photograph

Wearing the dress that I wear now

A pretty face in fields of grey

It’s sad to see that nothing seems to change