You were standing right in front of menWondering what it was you came to seenWords do nothing, I’m simply too far gonenHow could I forget the sight of dawn?nnwell I’d fly to younbut i’m half asleepni plant my roots too deepnlike I always have nand I always willni just run like hell around the clock,nbut i’m always catching upnnshe’s been searching doesn’t know what fornwonders where she’s seen his face beforenshe runs faster than he ever willnbut still when she goes he can’t stand standing stillnnwell I’d fly to younbut i’m half asleepni plant my roots too deepnlike I always have nand I always willni just run like hell around the clock,nall i ever do is pray to stopn’cuz i’m so behind and so beat upnbut i’m always catching upn