Do you have to hide and run?
What about all our fun?
The darkness of the setting sun
Can't shadow the day we've won.

Like a little fish in the deep blue,
You're always lost, and I will find you.

You're always on that little swing,
The one I fixed with string.
Yet when I begin to sing,
Only subtle discomfort it may bring.

Why do you run and hide?
I'm always there for you to confide,
There's only so much time you can bide-
And when the time comes, I'll know you have lied.