The Fugitive - Iron Maiden

(Harris) 4:54

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

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

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

         Being at the wrong place
            And 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 I've 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