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Runway Runaway

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 26.10.2012

At the door, blowing a kiss
She's careful not to wake her sister
Knowing that she will be missed
It feels a little bad, girl

On the corner, engine runnin'
Taxi driver sees her comin'
Chilly in the morning sun
She seems a little sad

Say goodbye
She's not afraid of leaving
No one by her side, nothing to hang on

Wave goodbye to everything familiar
There's a world to find
Runway runaway just run away

Looking back she sees the pattern
Hidden princess in the attic
Realize this picture that is more than she will hope for

Happy when her heart is jumping
Desperately seeking something
Trying to be strong enough to choose another road

Say goodbye
She's not afraid of leaving
No one by her side, nothing to hang on

Wave goodbye to everything familiar
There's a world to find
Runway runaway just run away

Runway runaway just run away
Runway runaway, runaway
Runway runaway just run away
Runway runaway...


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