I'd like you to know
That one day you'll grow old
Regardless of the cause
It will happen all the same
And I'd like to know
Why nobody told me
That when you grow old
Time's tide will smother you, so
Run past, run past the waves you made on my heart
On my heart
On my heart
I desire the reason why memories fade
But dread lingers in the face of death
In the face of death
So you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta
Run past, run past the waves you made on my heart
On my heart
On my heart
Run past, run past the waves you made on my mind
On my mind
On my mind
Run past, run past the waves you made on my heart
Run past, run past the waves you made on my mind
Run past, run past the waves you made on my heart
Run past, run past the waves you made on my mind