كلمات Running

this is an account of all i walked away from, a list of my goodbyes. as i took a road, in the opposite direction, seeking your advice. a feeling, of innocence, as i left the dust behind, sensing your incompetence, i ran the final mile. stroke by stroke i cross out, all the lies in the past. stride by stride, pushing forward, im going fast. i can run, but i cant hide, so i'll run until i die, i can see that love is blind, but i will never mind. i can run, but i cant dance, there was never a second chance, i can see, the distance between... running, running, run... this is a picture, of marks all around. as i pushed off, the starting point, belief in the ground. a picture, of things unsaid, yet understood by all. the final stretch. the final call. beggars cant be choosers, but i'll still decide, when it gets confusing, i'll take it in my stride...