Running - James Fauntleroy

words keep falling out of my pocketrunning late, missed the traineverything is droppingholding on to my heartin a rush, i almost forgot iti must admit it, i'm tiredbut i'm coming to youdon't know how far i've gotbut i know girl i'm not gonna..stop runningcos without you i got nothingi know you're somewhere running straight to medon't stop running no (stop)just keep on running (don't stop)keep on