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 itÆs
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