Saturday, August 18, 2012

To run with you

Sometimes I want to run,
Run away with you.

Run away so far,
Where everything is fresh like dew...

Sometimes I wish I could fly,
Fly away with you,
Fly away so high,
I'd touch the bright blue sky.

Sometimes this life isn't right,
Nothing feels alright,
Sometimes wishes turn to stars
Just within reach but yet afar.

I wish that I could fly,
Or run like a shooting star.
I wish you'd run away with me,
Like I want to with you.

Sometimes escape feels so right.
It seems so much better than the do's and dont's of life.
If only I could run,
Or fly away with you.

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