RUNNING
Marco Cesare, Koste
I'm running through the city with the red sunlight
I keep my friends close on the chance I might
Feel too alone, I feel alone sometimes
I've been praying that I don't leave what I love behind
Tying up the loose ends here pre-flight
Flying through the sun and the crimson sky
It's cloudy in my eyes and I'm losing track of time
Your voice is in my head and I can feel it on my spine
But I know it's too late now, I've been waiting all night long
If it's not now, it's never, and I'll never be the same
'Cos I'm running home, I'm running home, I'm running home, I'm running homе
'Cos I'm running home, I'm running home, I'm running home, I'm running homе