Is there hope for all the love that I keep hidden? Is there life inside the dreams that I let die? Is there purpose hidden somewhere in the details Or when waiting for a chance to rise? If fate can really force our hands Then what does that leave us? Crumbling where we stand Beholden to the dust If destiny can hold us down Then what would it all be for? I have faith that every choice is yours To climb in spite of every fall To run where the light calls (run-run, run-run, run-run) To run, to run (run-run, run-run) To run, to run (run-run, run-run) To run, to run (run-run, run-run) To run, to run (run-run, run-run) To run, to run (run-run, run-run) To run, to run (run-run, run-run) To run, to run (run-run, run-run) To run, to run (run-run, run-run) To run (run-run)