Blonde hair blowing in the summer wind. A blue-eyed girl playing in the sand. I've been on a trail for a little while. And that was the night that she broke down. And held my hand. The teenage rush she said:. Ain't we all just runaways?. 'Cuz we got time. But that ain't much. We can't wait 'till tomorrow. You gotta know that this is real baby. Why you wanna fight it?. It's the one thing you can choose. We got engaged on a Friday night. I swore on the head of our unborn child. That I could take care of the three of us. But I got the tendency to sleep. When the nights get wild. It's in my blood. She said she might just run away to somewhere else. Some place good. We can't wait.... You gotta know that this is real baby. Why you wanna fight it?. It's the one thing you can choose. Let's take a chance baby we can't lose. Ain't we all just runaways. I knew it when I met you. I'm not gonna let you run away. I knew it when I had you. I wasn't letting go