Running Away
Friday, August 5th, 2011
I wait outside in the middle of the night
I watch your window ’til the morning light
A poor boy dreams about a rich girl’s touch
I know I should run away, but I need you so much
Tell me, how long, how long will it be, will it be
You want me to hold on, just hold on, and you’ll see
That in the middle of the night,...





























































