Now I see it coming, coming behind my back
So I just started running, running to make it last
Cause the thought of being alone well it makes me want to cry
And the thought of getting too old well it makes me want to cry
Is the coast so clear well it's not for me
Is my life so dear well it was for me

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Writer(s): Daniel Griffith, Gary Baker, John Martin, Michel Zitron