I'm learning to let it show;
The bruises that made me shy,
All the Sundays without the sun,
When I was nowhere to be found.
Now I'm learning to let go,
The past that made you dry,
All the farewells we left unsaid,
As we were lying on the ground.
But on the runaway we're falling.
On the runaway we cry.
But on the runaway we're crawling
On the runaway we die.
But on the runaway we're falling.
On the runaway we try.
Oh, but on the runaway we're crawling.
On the runaway we fly.
And it fades away as it comes together.
I wrote this song about forever, or a better day, that comes on white horse, no last words were spoken on the runaway.
And it goes away as fast as ever.
All that's left is a bit of shiver and a little pain, of all the past loves broken on the fairyway.
I'm learning to let it show,
The bruises that made me shy,
All the Sundays without the sun,
When I was nowhere to be found.
Now I'm learning to let go,
The past that made you dry,
All the farewells we left unsaid,
As we were lying on the ground.
I'll be on the side of a shady rainbow fall.
You might get something else than you've bargained for.
Find me by the side of a late abandoned shore, all the days are lonely now, that the past has called.
But on the runaway we're falling.
On the runaway we cry.
But on the runaway we're crawling.
On the runaway we die.
But on the runaway we're falling.
On the runaway we try.
But on the runaway we're crawling.
On the runaway we fly.
And it fades away as it comes together.
I wrote this song about forever, or a better day, that comes on white horse, no last words spoken on a runaway.
And it goes away as fast as ever
And all that's left is a bit of shiver and a little pain, of all the past loves broken on the fairyway.
And it fades away as it comes together.
And it fades away as it comes together.
And it goes away as fast as ever.
And it fades away.