Blog With Becka

I Run
Lady Antebellum
I run from hate
I run from prejudice
I run from pessimists
But I run too late
I run my life
Or is it running me?
Run from my past
I run too fast
Or too slow it seems
[Bridge]
When lies become the truth
That’s when I run to you
[Chorus]
This world keeps spinning faster
To a new disaster, so I run to you
I run [...]