I know I can run cause I have, I ran. He shakes his head and he washes his hands. I am a pitcher of falling rain, A card full of stamps, and a dollar in change. I was a black dog in the snow All the things I knew set against what I didn't know. When I finally had something to say I turned to tell you but I was already so many miles away. I hope you know All that I can say I hope you know that I miss you And I'm so very sorry