I run...
against those harsh winds, those dark clouds

I run...
to dry up all my tears, to heal my worn out soul

I run hard, very hard
to see one bright ray of sun, shining at its best
Its warmth spilled on my forehead,
to soak up all the images, scars buried beneath.

And all I can see is you 'My Soul'
How long I waited
Oh how long...