He can still see her face
Standing in the wedding white
She can still see his face
Pledging all his love that night
They dreamed of a home
A perfect place where love could grow
But now they're broken inside
They've both learned to die
And tears mark the grave
Of a love that is dying
Run! Baby, we can make it
Run! Toward the night
Run! Somewhere heaven's waiting
Beyond the pain
And the tears that we've cried
If we'll only try
He remembers the words
Of a long forgotten prayer
She remembers the book
That lay beside the entry stairs
She read from the page
The very words he spoke aloud
"Thy will be done, thy kingdom come"
How blessed is the night
That gives way to the Son
Run! Baby, we can make it
Run! Toward the night
Run! Somewhere heaven's waiting
Beyond the pain
To the one crucified
He wants us to try
Oh, run! Baby, we can make it
C'mon! Toward the night
Run! Somewhere heaven's waiting
Safe and secure
In the love He provides
Oh, we've got to run!
Baby, we can make it
Run! Toward the night
Run! Somewhere heaven's waiting
Beyond the pain
And the tears that we've cried
Oh, we've got to run!
Baby, we can make it
Run! Toward the night
Run! Somewhere heaven's waiting
Beyond the pain
To the one crucified
Oh, we've got to run!
Baby, we can make it
Toward the night
Run! Somewhere heaven's waiting...
Run was written by Keith Thomas & Glen Allen Green.
Run was produced by Keith Thomas.