This year started out with
great fear and big doubt of what lay ahead
With you on a rock, way too far to reach up and take hold your hand
As the summer turned grey and the blue went away
and the clouds rolled in
I started to feel that the one way to heal was to run again
Now we're left here in shades of blue, black and grey and it's sinking in
Guess the timing was wrong, for we too all along, soft hearts turn to tin
Oh with wine laden heads, too much space between beds and the pain I caused
I now know for real that the one way to heal was to cut the loss
Oh baby, I say I'm sorry now for all of my running around
I've never been so stupid, so stoned, so misused my head
I thought we were strong, but as time it marched on
we grew weak instead
oh I'm not sad, I'm not sorry or mad
It's just how it goes
With the dishes piled high and the dust in my eye
I'm fine alone
Oh baby, I say I'm sorry now for all of my running around
Oh baby, it's taken so much time to get to this finish line
Love you with all my mind
But not with you by my side
I've gotta run, gotta run, gotta run, gotta run again
I've gotta run, gotta run, gotta run, gotta run again
I've gotta run, gotta run, gotta run, gotta run again
I've gotta run, gotta run, again
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