Runnin' runnin' from home, Breakin' ties that you'd grown Catchin' dreams from the clouds
The city sounds burn your soul Turn your head to the cries Of loneliness in the night
Just like a fly when it's caught The spider soon takes it's prey Spins a dance round your heart
Give me your beauty and age A pleasure pleasing my mind Your heart will shatter and fall
Step on pavements so old Cast a glance at the young Girls a-making their way
The passing image of you Reflects a pain to my heart And disappears in a crowd
Runnin' runnin' from home Breakin' ties that you'd grown Catchin' dreams from the cloudsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
