jueves, julio 06, 2006

Running - Run baby run


Run, running all the time
Running to the future
With you right by my side

Men, I'm the one you chose
Out of all the people
You wanted me the most

And I'm sorry that I've fallen
Help me up, let's keep on running
Don't let me fall out of love

Running, running, as fast as we can
Do you thing we'll make it?
(Do you think we'll make it?)
We'er running, keep holding my hand
So we don't get separated

Be, be the one I need
Be the one I trust most
Don't stop inspiring me

Sometimes it's hard to keep on running
We work so much to keep it going
Don't make we want to give up

Running, runngin as fast as we can
I really hope we make it?
(Do you think we'll make it?)
I really hope we make it
We're running, keep holding my hand
So we don't get separated
The future ...
Runnning, running, as fast as we can
Do you think we'll make it?
(Do you think we'll make it?
We're running, keep holding my hand
So we dont' separated

Running as fast as we can
I really hope we make it
(Do you think we'll make it?)
We're running, running, keep holding my hand
So we don't get separated





She was born in November 1963
The day Aldous Huxley died
And her mama believed
That every man could be free
So her mama got high, high, high
And her daddy marched on Birmingham
Singing mighty protest songs
And he pictured all the places
That he knew that she belonged
But he failed and taught her young
The only thing she's need to carry on
He taught her how to

Run baby run baby run baby run
Baby run

Past the arms of the familiar
And their talk of better days
To the comfort of the strangers
Slipping out before the say
so long
Baby loves to run

She counts out all her money
In the taxi on the way to meet her plane
Stares hopeful out the window
At the workers fighting
Through the pouring rain
She's searching through the stations
For an unfamiliar song
And she's pictures all the places
Where she knows she still belongs
And she smiles the secret smile
Because she knows exactly how
To carry on

So run baby run baby run baby run
Baby run

From the old familar faces and
Their old famillar ways
To the comfort of the strangers
Slipping out before they say
So long
Baby loves to run

(Bill Bottrell/David Baerwald/Sheryl Crow)

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