To your soul / To your soul / Cry / Cry / Cry

You leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case / Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face

Mother will never understand why you had to leave / But the answers you seek will never be found at home / The love that you need will never be found at home

Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away / Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away

Pushed around and kicked around, always a lonely boy / You were the one that they’d talk about around town as they put you down

And as hard as they would try they’d hurt to make you cry / But you never cried to them, just to your soul / No, you never cried to them, just to your soul

Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul)…

Cry, boy, cry / Cry, boy, cry / Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry…

You leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case / Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face

Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away…

[By Steve Bronski – Jimmy Somerville – Larry Steinbachek © London Records, 1984]