Zita B. Sanders Run
Run
I run to catch the bus
The bus just passes by
And it starts to rain
Soaked
And left in my despair
Life just isn't fair
That way
I've got to run, run, run
A little bit faster
Get a little bit further
Go a little bit farther
Run
I run to catch the bus
The bus just passes by
And I start to cry
The tears roll down
Leave my face and hit the ground
I'm so lost
I can't be found
And I shout out loud
Run
And I feel
And it hurts
Like I can't get up
But I can
And I will
And I won't ever stop
It's impossible
God, why are you doing this to me?
Are you blind?
Why can't you see?
Don't you care for me?
Just let me run, run, run...
