Here کے بول

This town is full of dreamers Each with a different face This place holds on to people With the same mistakes We all make the same Just different ways We all may We may escape This town It lacks reason People go wandering around this place I can't tell the season She leaves without a trace We all make mistakes In different ways We all may We may escape Where do you go, where do you run? Is this the tree and the secret spot? When you see me across, you run I'm found, I'm found We're all made the same In different ways We all may We may escape Where do you go, where do you run? Is this the tree and the secret spot? Will you see me across, then run 'Cause I'm found, I'm found