He is carrying the sack
She's waving a goodbye
Is he every com'in back
Is he ever gonna die?
These two letters that he wrote
Bit's of stardust from the sky.
"I'm a Tunnel Runner now,
I'm afraid I'll make you cry."
Way down, under mounds of sand
Digging a deeper hole
For that spaceship to land.
He don't tear, he don't weep
He's got better things to do
Some kind of hopeless wasteland
He's put you through.
He's a Tunnel Runner
Ducking for cover
Thinks he's high above her
He's a Tunnel Runner
And he's getting no where fast
Thinks he'll be a saint
Based on pictures that'll last
Only pictures that he paints
All these mind games in his head
They will surely bring him fame
Don't he know they'll make him dead?
No where back from wence he came.

Some cry, yet some love to hate
Trying not to be like them
It's not about fate
He don't mend, he don't care
He's got better things to do
Thinks he'll just put it all behind him
Find something new.
Will he make it last, Will he make it work?
Don't run away
Don't be a jerk
It's right before him
But he can't seem to see
He's a Tunnel Runner
Ducking for cover
Thinks he's high above her
He's a Tunnel Runner
No sayin it's over
Till it is over
He's a Tunnel Runner