Keep on Running Songtext
von Robert Francis
Keep on Running Songtext
I heard you knocking at my back door.
You said your family′s gone,
And you can't help me anymore.
I heard you knocking, I heard you say,
It′s not funny that things have to turn out this way.
I broke out into the night
For something out of sight,
Kept moving faster.
Decisions I made, losing you to the narrowing light.
I always loved you,
You knew I always loved you.
Oncoming traffic, fading into...
The end of the world,
You know I'll keep on running.
We gotta get out of here
Before the cops start coming.
I held a job for a while,
To keep you happy,
To keep you laughing.
I knew it wasn't enough,
I could not keep acting tough.
And I would find you,
Just the way I raised you,
Those pale green eyes, burning into...
The end of the world,
You know I′ll keep on running.
We gotta get out of here
Before the cops start coming.
The end of the world,
You know I′ll keep on running.
We gotta get out of here
Before the cops start coming.
I heard you knocking at my back door
You said your family's gone
And you can′t help me anymore
I heard you knocking, I heard you say
It's not funny that things have to turn out this way
You said your family′s gone,
And you can't help me anymore.
I heard you knocking, I heard you say,
It′s not funny that things have to turn out this way.
I broke out into the night
For something out of sight,
Kept moving faster.
Decisions I made, losing you to the narrowing light.
I always loved you,
You knew I always loved you.
Oncoming traffic, fading into...
The end of the world,
You know I'll keep on running.
We gotta get out of here
Before the cops start coming.
I held a job for a while,
To keep you happy,
To keep you laughing.
I knew it wasn't enough,
I could not keep acting tough.
And I would find you,
Just the way I raised you,
Those pale green eyes, burning into...
The end of the world,
You know I′ll keep on running.
We gotta get out of here
Before the cops start coming.
The end of the world,
You know I′ll keep on running.
We gotta get out of here
Before the cops start coming.
I heard you knocking at my back door
You said your family's gone
And you can′t help me anymore
I heard you knocking, I heard you say
It's not funny that things have to turn out this way
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