Texty: Sarah Fimm. Let It Run.

Visions of loveliness
Visions of open hands
We're criss cross black dots
Hiding in the tree tops
Friend

Everybody looking with the same expression
Everybody looking with the same expression

Are you true Is it pure
Are you sure that you're there
Loved or gone
Crick crack
Just open the door
To the flood
Let it run wild
Let it run

So left choking on the beatury of a waking dream
Calling on the sky
Just to look less lonely

Everybody looking with the same expression
Everybody looking with the same expression


Are you true Is it pure
Are you sure that you're there
Loved or gone
Crick crack
Just open the door
To the flood
Let it run wild
Let it run

Everybody's busy looking down at the pavement
Seeing what I see

Are you true Is it pure
Are you sure that you're there
Loved or gone
Crick crack
Just open the door
To the flood
Let it run wild
Let it run