Texty: Turning (The). The Turning. Escape.

On a cold November night
I stumbled out the door
And I looked into your eyes
That?s when I realized
That everything was going to change today

Chorus:
I can?t escape this place I?ve made
The world cannot afford the things that I adore

And even as I try
I still cannot escape
The feelings that I hide
They?re running after me
And it?s driving me away

And if you run, you run so fast you?ll fly
I?m running from the fears
That push me half insane