Weird

Gonna run baby run like a stream down a mountainside.
With the wind at my back I won't ever even bat an eye.
Just know it was you all along who had a hold of my heart..


And I told myself for the way you go, it rained so hard it felt like snow,
everything came tumbling down on me.
In the back of the woods in the dark of the night,
palest of the old moonlight.
Everything just felt so incomplete.

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