The Higher The (Runaway) Artist lyrics

Standing side of the street, I see her walkin' away
Her car and bags are packed, headin' straight for L.A.
More of a reason to go, less of a reason to stay
With every mile she goes a memory fades away

Not really hip in her school, unsatisfied with her crowd
Only lookin' for someplace where she can be found
The poetry that she writes, a different kind of release
If they can't hear her scream, maybe they'll hear her sing

La, la, la, la, la, la, la
And I know that she will be fine if she tries

The days turned into months
The months they turned into years
On a road to fame, shedding too many tears
A few letters to home, it just wasn't the same
They even made her change her name

Well, on the way to work, turned on the radio
And I heard a familiar voice that I know
She had gotten her dream and became a star
And her voice rang out from in my car

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

And I know that she will be fine if she tries
And she sang, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
And I know that she will be fine if she tries

But she's trying too hard to run away
From everything she left behind
And if she's gonna do this on her own
Then she leaves tonight
And they call her a runaway

La, la, la, la, la, la, la
And I know that she will be fine if she tries
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
And I know that she will be fine if she tries

And she said, you're not gonna take away my dream
'Cause I'm runnin' away and soon you'll see
That things will be fine if I try
And she said, you're just wastin' your breath on me
'Cause I made up my mind and soon you'll see
That things will be fine if I try
And they called her a runaway