On The Run For No One
I’m a hard working man
Still I can’t fall asleep
The cracks in my hands
Have never been so deep
I rest my head on your lap, my trone
No place for words just a silent moan
And if you do mine I will do yours later on
My hair ‘s turning grey
No use to shave it of
Cause it’s just like they say
Ill weeds grow apace
I’m on the run for noone nothing
No longer lost, no more struggeling
I will be fine as long as you’re here with me my girl
Oh we are in love
Oh we are in love
Copyright © 2007 Zwaardvis / Talpa Publishing
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