Run کے بول

Well on my way I smell the rain Rumblins of a storm The cowards will run The warchild will fight They'll bring the world to its knees How will I know Where will we go from here I'll tell you it's not what you dream about at Night alone And I run Tending the wounds I'm living the truth The strength of a knew found world And through it all the last man tall Will have bled for a word called free How will I know Where will we go from here I'll tell you it's not what you dream about at Night alone And I run And I run And I run And I run How will I know Where will we go from here I'll tell you it's not what you dream about at Night alone