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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