Sunday, December 14, 2008

Man On the Run

You stole a kiss and stole my heart,
Made me a fool right from the start:
Wouldn’t have been so bad except,
This little plan it fell apart.

If I were you
I’d dare not speak,
I’d run like hell
In hopes of seeing tomorrow.
It’s such a travesty:
Think you can just break my heart and leave me.
Well, you better run now,
Man on the run,
Playing for fun.

These lips are sealed:
I’ll never speak your name
In loving memory,
So don’t you try to make amends
That’s what you gain for playing me...

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