These legs are built for running
And these eyes are not to see,
And the heart has tendencies,
We run away and never keep.
As it all strives hard to evade,
Away from everyone at all cost;
Making a spectrum of a distance,
Running away but never lost.
And every step is a journey,
it touched hearts I say indeed,
But everytime it moved forward,
It steps on an ego that pleads.
For this heart can never be a home
To bear fruits of your likeness,
Nor to endure a pattern of pain,
It shall forever remain free.
And these feet will remain running
From all the debris of the past,
Leaving a trail of unsurpassed legacy
In an alien like cemented cast.
And these eyes are focused every time,
As if it never was,
Dilating at occasional times
But never losing grasp.
There are eyes that see across
And there are ones who see the good,
But I'm not one to see,
The world's cruel and rude.
As the eyes, feet and heart
Will never be tamed and stationed,
Pointed at a target
Passion is the king.
And I will keep on running away my dear,
And you keep on being at my side;
I guess that's the way it goes,
And there are eyes that are just blind.