[00:00.000] 作词 : Rosie Thomas
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Rosie Thomas
[00:29.38]I Run
[00:30.92]I run, I run, I run far from
[00:36.38]You to the apple tree in my yard
[00:42.91]With my dress all bundled up in my hands
[00:49.92]Dirt on my feet I am dreaming again.
[00:57.42]I run, I run, I run far from
[01:04.21]You to the lilac tree in my yard
[01:10.84]No more swing set for the girl who is all grown up
[01:17.73]No more tea parties parades or mothers in love.
[01:42.53]I hold my breath past the cemetery
[01:46.10]My brother wins, he can hold it much longer then me
[01:52.60]Gravel roads make car keys rattle on steering wheels
[01:59.40]Children and horses, old barns, and old automobiles.
[02:06.70]I run, I run, I run far from
[02:13.23]You to the watered streets of Oregon
[02:20.60]With a coffee cup half full in my hands
[02:27.78]And I鈥檓 praying my savior would just
[02:33.31]Place a gun in my hands.
[03:03.35]I run, I walk, I lie far from
[03:09.75]Freaks and lying cheats on the tip of my tongue
[03:16.63]The moon hides in the sky behind rows of tree tops
[03:23.51]And I鈥檓 wishing I was somewhere up there
[03:29.01]With the mermaids and stars.
[03:31.32]I run, I run, I run far from
[03:37.40]Reality to escape who I鈥檝e become
[03:45.22]Insanity is close at my back
[03:52.00]And I鈥檓 getting rather numb from the snakes
[03:55.38]Who have blurred my vision