Teksty: Robben Ford. Running Out on Me.

It's time to face it, the simple facts are clear
No amount of lovin' you, could ever keep you here
Packed up to leave, and never lookin' back
And don't try to stop this train, 'cause it's headed down the track

Never a tear across that cheek
No sign of sympathy, for a man who's feeling weak
Walkin's much too slow
So you're running out on me

I must admit it, you never lied to me
But somehow you stole my heart, and now I can't be free
So please forgive me, if it's hard to take this in
But I gave you everything, now you're tellin' me it's the end

Never a tear across that cheek
No sign of sympathy, for a man who's feeling weak
And walkin's much too slow
So you're running out on me

Where did the time go, see how fast it flies
Now it's time to fly away, you can't stand long good-byes
I shouldn't take it so hard it's not that you don't care
But I'm one of many men, the rest are still out there

Never a tear across that cheek
No sign of sympathy, for a man who's weak
And walkin's much too slow
So you're running out on me