Run

in the process of moving on

'Cause I've been learning to stand on my own feet now,

And I've been dragging them, step by step,

'Cause you wanted me to move on.

 

But I know that I'm not

I'm just trying to move forward...

The past should be left where it is I guess,

But I can't help but turn my head and look back,

Past the lying and all the things that used to make us cry

Back to the things that make me want to stop and turn around

And run back to you.

But here I am, walking on with baby steps,

Never really knowing where I'm going,

But just walking, like the dead on TV

That we used to watch together on Friday nights.

 

And I don't know if I'm halfway already

Between the border and starting line

But I was doing ok

Just ok enough to resist going back.

And then I heard your voice

Not exactly calling for me,

As I can't exactly decipher what you were trying to say.

But it was your voice,

And that's it.

I've lost it.

Here I am running back, again, despite the haze,

Running blindly, to where your voice is...

Not realizing I'm headed to a cliff.

 

And I'm falling again,

Back to where I've been,

Back to square one,

Back to zero.

 

But it doesn't really matter, you know.

As long as you're there, waiting.

Then falling could feel like flying.

 

But then I hit the ground.

And I hear your voice...

Your voice that's only inside my head.