“Facing forward,
Lights out,
I won’t stop running.
Falling backwards,
Hands tied,
I won’t stop running.
I’ll take another sunrise;
Another hand to hold tight.
This isn’t over –
I am way too young and I won’t stop running.
I don’t know how much longer I can fake it:That it’s all alright, that I can do this alone.
And I know that life is what you make it,
But it’s hard to see stars when you’re always caught in the folds.
Every night in my mind it’s a fight,
But I won’t stop dreaming
‘Cause this isn’t over –
I am way too young and I won’t stop running.
I’d rather be the one that starts the fire
Than to shut my mouth and be the one who gets burned.Yeah “it is what it is,” but I wanna go higher;
‘Cause I felt it once before.
I believe the tables will turn.
I wanna love and be the one who is loved.No I won’t stop dreaming;
‘Cause this isn’t over –
It’s never over.
How do you explain it?For seven years I made it through the falls;
I’m living it all.
I’m tearing off the labels,And suddenly I’m able, scaling walls
I’m living it all,
And I won’t stop running.”
✌🏼&💜,
Bailey
