you remember me
before i learned to run
at the kissing tree
before i learned my guns
we were 17
17 years young
i am still running
i am still running
i had no idea the pain would be this strong
i had no idea the fight would last this long
in my darkest fears the rights become the wrongs
i am still running…
build me a home, inside your scars
build me a home, inside your song
build me a home, inside your open arms
the only place i ever will belong
i am still running…
build me a home, inside your scars
build me a home, inside your song
build me a home, inside your open arms
the only place i ever will belong
