On a cold october morning
As frost lay on the ground
Waiting to make my move I made no sound

Waiting for the mist
To cover all around
I carefully picked my time then took the wall

Im sick and tired of running
The hunger and the pain
A stop to look about then off again

Being at the wrong place
And at the wrong time
Suspected of a hit that was my crime

I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but Ive got to clear my name

  Always looking 'round me
  Forever looking back
  I'll always be a target for attack
  
  Ever moving onwards
  Always on the run
  Waiting for the sight of a loaded gun
  
  I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
  I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name
  
  Even if I find them
  And get to clear my name
  I know that things can never be the same
  
  But if I ever prove My innocence some day
  I've got to get them all to make them pay
  
  I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
  I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name