Run Run Run

Yes, I can run
Yes, I can run run run
But I can't escape
No, I can't escape your love
Yes, I can

My fit need a holiday
From this never ending race
Like IM6 or CIA
If I hide, you'll always find me
The best Adidas I could buy
Or Converse, Gucci and Nike
Make me fast ... you caught up
'Cause nothing can separate me from your love

Chasing shadows, chasing time
Crossing boarders, crossing lines
Jumping oceans tryin' to get away

Yes, I can run
Yes, I can run run run
But I can't escape
No, I can't escape your love
Yes, I can run
Oh, I can run run run
But I can't escape
No, I can't escape your love
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I can't escape your love

Take me far as I can go
Rivers, planes and roads
But nothing can separate me from your love
Chasing shadows, chasing time
Crossing boarders, crossing lines
I'm so over getting over you

Yes, I can run
Yes, I can run run run
But I can't escape
No, I can't escape your love
Yes, I can run
Oh, I can run run run
But I can't escape
No, I can't escape your love
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I can't escape your love

Hide and seek
Everywhere I go you follow me
'Cause you love me
Get yourself on me
No, I can't escape your love
We'll be waiting for love
(I can't escape your love)
It's gonna find me

My fit need a holiday
From this never ending race

Yes, I can run
Yes, I can run run run
But I can't escape
No, I can't escape your love
Yes, I can run
Oh, I can run run run
But I can't escape
No, I can't escape your love
Yes, I can run (whoa)
Yes, I can run run run (whoa)
But I can't escape (whoa)
No, I can't escape your love
Yes, I can run (whoa)
Oh, I can run run run (whoa)
But I can't escape (whoa)
No, I can't escape your love

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