I hate the way I feel
Should I turn away from you
or Should I run away with someone new
Somewhere far away from you
Somewhere far away from you
Where the echoes of your voice won’t trouble me
Where the winds won’t whisper your name
Where the magical skies
Where the winds won’t whisper your name
Where the magical skies
do not draw your face with the clouds
Where the rain won’t feel like your skin
Where the rain won’t feel like your skin
Where the sun won’t shine as bright as you
Where the moon won’t be as calm as you
Where the stars won’t guide me home the way you do
Where the river won’t taste like your lips
Where the moon won’t be as calm as you
Where the stars won’t guide me home the way you do
Where the river won’t taste like your lips
I will run away somewhere far away from you
Where my name will be engraved on every stone
Where my name will be engraved on every stone
Where I will be known
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