And all and all I guess that there's so many things
There ain't no father
Running to no one
That makes us close but I don't mind, I don't mind
Today you think that I don't even like you
Under the new moon I write in my book
There ain't no sister
Left to each other
Running to strangers
There ain't no father
I don't see my sister
There ain't no father
Ain't got no brothers
I don't see my sister
What makes us sad I think sometimes
Running to Jesus
But don't you know you are my world, my world
And I walk the streets where no one lives not even you but
You don't mind, you don't mind
Running for cover
Smell of hot tar you threw your papers
That we don't say
Running to lovers
There ain't no mother
Running to no one
There ain't no mother
Past the piles of tyres and the
Running to no one
Ain't got no brother
Running for cover
Ain't got no brothers
In the alleys and the bonefields of Arkansas
There ain't no mother
In the valleys and the twilight of Illinois
In the rain under your hat you had a world, a world
