I watched my youth slip through my hands
Like one thousand grains of sand from the windy city beach I ran
From a lighthouse with no name
To a darkness promising good fortune along with fame
I ran, I ran, I ran
Yes I ran, I ran mmmm
With two trusty dancing feet
With blisters on their soles they hardly miss a single beat
To the band playin' on the pier
Where an orchestra of emotion strikes my thirsty ear
I run, I run, I run
Yes I run, I run mmmm
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh oh oh
I guess the sound keeps me alive
When these eyes have lost their patience and their precious pride
I want you to come with me
To a place where we can laugh about our broken wings
We run, we run, we run
To the lighthouse from where we came
From a darkness promising good fortune along with fame
We run