Run - Chris Rubeo

I know I can run 'cause I have I ran

He shakes his head and he washes his hands

I am a pitcher of falling rain

A card full of stamps and a dollar in change

I was a black dog in the snow

All the things I knew set against what I didn't know

When I finally had something to say

I turned to tell you but

I was already so many miles away

I hope you know

All that I can say

I hope you know that I miss you

And I'm so very sorry