It was 11.30 when he decided to go home - shouldn't have been alone,
Didn't see the other driver, his vision blurred from liquor, (no time to run)
Ninety miles an hour to the floor,
It sounded like thunder and then it blew into the fire,
The other will never see the light again.

No time to run,
Cannot change what has been done,
No time to run,
Run away from what might not have been,
No time to run,
Hey there, man, what have you done'
Cannot run.

It was the morning after - a mother mourning for her son,
She thought about her gun,
In a fit of rage, no one stops her now,
In the car she shouts "I'm gonna kill him," (no time to run)
Ninety miles an hour to the floor,
She storms in; she finds him, points the barrel at him,
She cries out loud, "You killed my son."

No time to run,
Cannot change what has been done,
No time to run,
Run away from what might not have been,
No time to run,
Hey there, man, what have you done'
Cannot run, run.

No time to run,
Cannot change what has been done,
No time to run,
Run away from what might not have been,
No time to run,
Hey there, man, what have you done'
No time to...no time to run, run.