Run - Chris Rubeo
I know I can run 'cause I have I ran
He shakes his head and he washes his hands
I am a pitcher of falling rain
A card full of stamps and a dollar in change
I was a black dog in the snow
All the things I knew set against what I didn't know
When I finally had something to say
I turned to tell you but
I was already so many miles away
I hope you know
All that I can say
I hope you know that I miss you
And I'm so very sorry
