Ever find yourself running, running, running away
Ever find yourself hiding from the things that you feel
Ever hear yourself crying, crying, crying to someone
Won't you look down from Heaven, won't you prove you are real?
Ever lose yourself searching, searching, searching in darkness

With your questions unanswered, never knowing the truth
Ever feel yourself dying, dying, dying a slow death
Heavy laden with burdens that are stealing your youth
Ever find yourself running, running, running away
Ever find yourself hiding from the things that you feel
Ever find yourself running?

Copyright: COHEN AND COHEN, Word Collections Publishing
Writer(s): EMITT RHODES