I can try to run, and I can try to hide.
But none of both will make you go out of my mind.
Your running circles, I’ve don’t get a change to throw you out.
Running so fast, making butterflies inside of me who makes me wane shout.
I need to stop you before you reaching my heart.
Because I’m afraid to lose it again, and that you will make it fall apart.
But even I’m running after you, I slow my speed.
Cause there’s a little voice inside of me that says that you could be the one 1 need.
Afraid of being hurt again, but yet I can’t push you away.
Screaming that you need to go,
knowing that I want you to stay.