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