And then again I run
I find it quite peculiar
Everything she says
Makes me feel really old
She thinks I'm getting weak
I find it quite amusing
Wasn't she the one
Who told me to be free?
Wasn't she the one
Supposed to nurture me?
All the things I've said and done
The things I've seen
the things I've lost and found
And the wind cries out my name
I think I've lost I think I've won
All the things I've said and done
The things I've seen
They've pushed me to the ground
And the wind cries out my name
To think I've lost though I have won
But then again I run
I find it quite peculiar
Everything she says makes me feel really cold
I tried to tell her but
I found it quite peculiar
That she seems reluctant
To her dreams and fears
Everything she says
Just fills my eyes with tears