7 Mary 3 Tug Lyrics

Tug Lyrics

Little miss runs away.

 Didn't think you would ever come back.

 As I turned my head.

 I find my newest complication.

 She won't run.

 Won't fall.

 She don't talk to.

 Anyone at all.

 Am I your sleepless dream?

 Can I whisper soft advice?

 Am I the wind rush through the trees?

 Turning leaves of observation.

 She won't run.

 And won't fall.

 She don't talk to.

 Anyone at all.

 River rushes towards.

 A south city left behind.

 The Tug is moving at a walking pace.

 Slithering up her spine.

 I won't run.

 I won't fall.

 I don't talk to.

 Anyone at all.