Runner, I know you’re living with a wild hunger Let me make the most of us You know you’ll never be a runner And leave me in a cloud of dust
Living in the same old sin I feel it blowing in the wind Like manna in the desert, oh Gonna take a miracle
Every little bead of sweat Feel it running down my neck When you look at me like that Feeling like we can’t go back If I become a pillar of salt I’ll know that it was all my fault Every little bead of sweat Every little bead of sweat
Runner, you’re just a bottomless pit of hunger Lead me to the promised land Your manna is only a famine Wandering the desert oh Gonna take a miracle
Every little bead of sweat Feel it running down my neck When you look at me like that Feeling like we can’t go back If I become a pillar of salt I’ll know that it was all my fault Every little bead of sweat Every little bead of sweat
Let me make the most of us You know you’ll never be a runner And leave me in a cloud of dust Leveled in a burning heat Red Sea devouring me Flowing over my stoned-soul Gonna take a miracle
Every little bead of sweat Feel it running down my neck When you look at me like that Feeling like we can’t go back If I become a pillar of salt I’ll know that it was all my fault Every little bead of sweat Every little bead of sweatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
