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on this day
the pale moon rises
and does not set
you are the white rose
in this field of red
your thorns hurt only when your gone
but your fregrance ill never forget

on that day
these wounds youve created
will mend in sweet, sweet sorrow
the pain will fade
and i will not remember tomorrow
ill just lie here... hopless

ill just lie there
          like i do now
and try not to think
how cold this silence feels
im lost in this...  s p a c e
some call it life
i call it running

running through the cramps
avoiding the passerby's
ignoring the fatigue
this heavy breathing

the longing to feel the oxygen
go from my lungs
     to my blood
         to my heart
waiting but for a second wind

      why am i running?
to win a prize?
       to win what???
i run to you
im running for you
i wish i knew youre running with me

for then i would not need this torture
you'd be here with me
and i would need not this running
but i would run anyways
only wishing that you would stay
fearing that if i stopped
             ..you'd keep running
                     ...or die

so i bite my lip
taste my cold silent blood
and hope you are..
still with me
and i run to you...

on that day,
oh how i wish
no more tears
no more pain
no more fear
no more...
oh how i wish

but then again...
              i never was much of a runner...