She's got a trailer parked in a little spot
Jam packed full with neighbors all around
She keeps to herself
Raises her baby
The best she knows how
She's got a lot on her mind, and a little in the bank
Pours a cup of coffee, walks out the door
Works 15 hours
So she can save
A little bit more
Running, running, running on fumes
Those extra miles,
Her tank on low
What else can she do?
Chasing money, chasing time, not chasing her dreams
They'll have to wait
There's somewhere else
She needs to be
Overwhelmed, but can't afford to be fired
She gives more than she should day after day
She's so damn tired
She puts on her apron and does it anyway
Running, running, running on fumes
Those extra miles,
Her tank on low
What else can she do?
Chasing money, chasing time, not chasing her dreams
They'll have to wait
There's somewhere else
She needs to be
The traffic jam home is a long one
The drink she'll pour tonight
She'll make a strong one
She pulls in late to the trailer Park
Dinner for two, he made her favorite again
He says "thank you mom"
So She pulls him tight
As tight as she can
Oh Running, running, running on fumes
Those extra miles,
Her tank on low
What else can she do?
She's running
She's running
She's running on fumes
She's running
She'll keep running