I want to run one direction & leave everything behindnTurn and wave from a sun setting on the ghosts in my lifen'cause she said she didnt miss me the last time that i was gonennow the road is never ending & i dont know where i belongnnits anywhere but herenni've got to keep moving forwardnnThe romance of far off countries will keep this city from swallowing menits dark and dirty streets are so dimly lit, where possibilities are not forgotten & the rain keeps falling downnwherever it is that i am going, we'll meet in a crowdnnIn the streets of mexiconnI've got to keep moving forwardnnill sell all that i ownni'll stow away in a plane or a boat to celebrate the dead and finally escape this rainnwhen i finally make it i'll send you a postcard (on it will be written) i never wanted to hold you back, i only wanted you in my armsnnin the streets of mexiconni've got to keep moving forward