i m running to the mid-west away from this town she just smiles and laughs she knows that s what i say when i ve been driving alone the smell of spring in january holds on to my soul and won t let it go hope is never prudent and I can t be left behind anymore they re building up the social-structure with new ideas and i ve gotten in on the bottom floor the smell of spring in january holds on to my soul and won t let it go don t let go