First Light - Racing Glaciers

Tell me

You’re sleeping it off

And you won’t be long

I’m biting your tongue

You’re biding your time

I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt

I’m living off nothing to make it work

'Cos you’re my

Runaway, yeah

Tell me

It troubles your mind

Like it troubles mine

I keep biting your tongue

Just to carry it on

I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt

I’m living off nothing to make it work

Giving me something don’t give me hurt

'Cos you’re my

Runaway, yeah

I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt

I’m living off nothing to make it work

I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt

And you’re my runaway, yeah