Heres a []pretty girl in pig-tails and []he in tennis-shoes in a []field with the sun
[]down
Over a []Bible []town, she in []her bridle []gown, []kisses her []man on the
says I do.[]
Says []I was []born to []run to []you.
But it []took a lot to get there. She measured []distance in []days, while she
for []miles away[].
Is []there such a []thing as a []love meant to []be, and []if so, is []one meant
me?[]
Cuz Im []lying awake and Im []aching to be with you, []aching to []sing to you []soon.
That []I was []born to []run to []you. You.
[]I was []always []born to []run to []you, to []you. And I
(Instrumental jam)
Well I []dreamed that shed []come to me, []clothed in the []sun, and shed []fall in
lap as a []sign.
So I made up my []mind to []believe that the []love I []needed would
[]find me and I []found you and youre mine. And youre mine.
And []I was []born to []run to []you. []You.
[]And I was []always []born to []run to []you, oh to []you. And I
[]I was born to []run to you. I was []born to be []one with you.
[]Put your hair in []pig-tails; Ill []wear my tennis shoes.
And well []we will both go []dancin in your []fathers []mansion.
We will []laugh and be []light, and []Ill run to []you.
