02.03.2011

runaway

i was feeling sad,
can't help looking back.
highways flew by.

run, run, run away,
no sense of time.
wan't you to stay,
wan't to keep you inside

run, run, run away,
lost, lost, lost my mind.
wan't you to stay,
wan't you to be my prize.

- n

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