If I ran away, I’d never have the strength to go very far
How would they hear the beating of my heart?
Will it grow cold, the secret that I hide?
Will I grow old?
How would they hear?
When will they learn?
How would they know?
I have a tale to tell
Sometimes it gets so hard to hide it well
I was not ready for the fall
Too blind to see the writing on the wall
A man can tell a thousand lies
I’ve learned my lesson well
Hope I live to tell the secret I have learned
Till then it will burn inside of me
It will burn inside of me
I know where beauty lives
I’ve seen it once I know the one she gives
The light that you could never see
It shines inside, you can’t take that from me
If I ran away…