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 it

Æs 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