Run

As the winds blows through the trees,

it sometimes seems to whispers he is calling me Then

when the rain drops falls on the ground it seems itÆs

him following me I donÆt stop to see if heÆs behind

me I just keep on going he must never find me He thinks

I still belongs to him So I must run The sun is sinking

from the sky I see a shadow and I think it must be

him Sometime when someone turns their back towards

it could just be him If the telephones ring I donÆt

pick it up If someones knock at the door it must remain

shut What would he do if he found me? So I must run