I'm at your house quite a lot these days
2:30 and you find me on the motorway
Oh, 'cause they're shoutin' kinda loud
And I swear that I need to get away from my place
I'm knock-knockin' at your door again, babe
Oh, 'cause there's a light in your room
And the lamp is a shade of yellow
And it makes me feel safe and sound
And I swear that's rare these days
Yeah, there's a light in your room
And it burns like a shade of yellow
And it makes me feel safe in the head
And I swear that's rare these days
And I will keep
Running right back, running right back
Running right back to here
If it's okay, my dear
And I will keep
Running right back, running right back
Running right back to you
If it's okay for you
And we don't really do much these days
Stare at the ceiling, finding shapes in a blank space
There's just something when I'm here
And I'm sorry if I overstay
But, baby, I'm knock-knockin' at your door again, babe
Oh, it must be the light in your room
And the lamp is a shade of yellow
And it makes me feel safe and sound
And I swear that's rare these days
Yeah, there's a light in your room
And it burns like a shade of yellow
And it makes me feel safe in the head
And I swear that's rare these days (haven't felt like this in a while)
So I will keep (I will keep on running)
Running right back, running right back
Running right back to here (to here, to here)
(Take refuge in you, baby) if it's okay, my dear
And I will keep (I will keep on running)
Running right back, running right back
Running right back to you (to you, to you)
If it's the last thing I do (to you, to you)