• And I run
    At an extreme pace
    Through this blur
    This confusion
    Running from what I want
    What I am
    But afaid for it to catch me
    And as these fears slow behind
    I stop
    Panting deeply
    And when I finally have a chance to look
    At where I had run to
    Everything is different
    Foreign
    My scenery saw me for something different
    And I didn't like it
    So I turn back
    To face this fear
    And to let the world know me
    Simply easy it was, I only took scarce steps
    And there he was waiting for me
    And I continued walking to him....
    Ready to stop running
    Ready to love
    And to be loved