Ev’ry time you run, ev’ry time you run,
ev’ry time you run away… a
tinge of fever runs right through my
cold snap… in the midst of summer,
as winter brings a dark inferno,
as you set, I’m being set up to
be all alone.
One of these nights I’ll find somebody,
reset my soul to its core warmth –
in touch with the fireflies,
raking in ev’ry sound.
One of these nights I’ll come upon the
one who’ll never do me no harm –
holding my heart ev’ry night,
when the sun goes down.