Tekster: Train. For Me It's You. Get Out.

I know you turned your back on mother nature
For everything she puts you through
She wakes up every day and tries to greet you
I?m hopin? that you?ll make it through

I caught every morning, tried to reach you
And waited for your Saturday
With sunshine, divine, I come runnin'
I?m a change a-heart away

Get out, get out, let the mornin? break in you
And I won?t run unless I?m runnin' after you

Thought that he would be a high-class mover
Well, he?s high now mover but his class ain't new
You were born to be a ballerina
So you danced your way to Hollywood

Well, dancin?s what you got but not like
You wanted, not like you wanted anything

Get out, get out, let the mornin? break in you
And I won?t run unless I?m runnin' after you

On the big sky, nothin' at the top
So stop and get a good look at this miracle
On the big line, nothin? up above
Just love, so get a good look at this miracle
?Cause this miracle?s you, this miracle?s you

Get out, get out, let the mornin? break in you
And I won?t run unless I?m runnin' after you
Get out, get out, let the mornin? break in you
And I won?t run unless I?m runnin' after you

And I won?t run unless I?m runnin' after you
And I won?t run unless I?m runnin' after you