Running
I can't stop running
You sure looked stunning
In that black dress
Falling
I can't stop falling
I can't stop calling
You even now
Patch it
I tried to patch it
Somebody snatched it
Right from my hands
Ending
This just ain't ending
And I can't stop bending
My back for you
Frantic
I am not frantic
I will not panic
Maybe you'll see
I can't stop the running down of all those pretty things
I can't stop your dress from looking stunning to my eyes
I can't stop this frantic thought from putting me in rings
I can't keep my head out of the panic in your skies
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