before I learned to run 

At the kissing tree 

before I learned my guns 

We were 17 

17 years young 

I am still running 

I am still running 



Build me a home 

inside your scars 

Build me a home 

Inside your songs 

Build me a home 

inside your open arms 

The only place I ever will belong 



I had no idea the pain could be this strong 

I had no idea the nghts could last this long 

In my darkest fears the rights become the wrongs 

I am still running, I am still running