| Song | Turn & Run |
| Artist | Alice Russell |
| Album | Pot of Gold |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cowan, Russel | |
| I can hear life passing me by | |
| It's the very sound like the kicking of time | |
| I look around and the stakes are high | |
| I want to struggle but | |
| I wait in line | |
| So turn, run | |
| Now I'm back and | |
| I'm lost in a dream | |
| I had a week in a single day | |
| I lost my feet now | |
| I'm floating down stream | |
| Far off to sea, are you following me? | |
| So what am | |
| I supposed to think? | |
| With every step | |
| I take I'm starting to shrink | |
| Open my mouth but | |
| I don't hear the screams | |
| Where am I? | |
| What am I? | |
| Tell me what your gonna do | |
| Turn and run, run, run | |
| Run if you dare, run, run | |
| Can't turn around, run, run | |
| Run all alone, run, run | |
| What am I supposed to feel? | |
| How am I supposed to think? | |
| How is it that your ok? | |
| Why don't you feel like me? | |
| What am I supposed to feel? | |
| How am I supposed to think? | |
| How is it that your ok? | |
| Why don't you feel like me? | |
| Turn, and run | |
| I got treacle sliding through my veins | |
| And my bones start to rattle and quake | |
| And someone else there is tugging the reins | |
| But I just can't see, who's pulling at me | |
| Seems everyone can be bought or sold | |
| Poor as a beggar on a pot of gold | |
| I haunt myself for eternity | |
| So why can't | |
| O see? I cannot see | |
| Tell me what your gonna do | |
| I'm gonna turn and run, run, run | |
| Run if you dare, run, run | |
| I can't turn around, run, run | |
| I run all alone, run, run | |
| Run if you dare, run, run | |
| Can't turn around, run, run | |
| I run all alone, run, run | |
| I'm gonna turn and run, turn and run |
| zuo qu : Cowan, Russel | |
| I can hear life passing me by | |
| It' s the very sound like the kicking of time | |
| I look around and the stakes are high | |
| I want to struggle but | |
| I wait in line | |
| So turn, run | |
| Now I' m back and | |
| I' m lost in a dream | |
| I had a week in a single day | |
| I lost my feet now | |
| I' m floating down stream | |
| Far off to sea, are you following me? | |
| So what am | |
| I supposed to think? | |
| With every step | |
| I take I' m starting to shrink | |
| Open my mouth but | |
| I don' t hear the screams | |
| Where am I? | |
| What am I? | |
| Tell me what your gonna do | |
| Turn and run, run, run | |
| Run if you dare, run, run | |
| Can' t turn around, run, run | |
| Run all alone, run, run | |
| What am I supposed to feel? | |
| How am I supposed to think? | |
| How is it that your ok? | |
| Why don' t you feel like me? | |
| What am I supposed to feel? | |
| How am I supposed to think? | |
| How is it that your ok? | |
| Why don' t you feel like me? | |
| Turn, and run | |
| I got treacle sliding through my veins | |
| And my bones start to rattle and quake | |
| And someone else there is tugging the reins | |
| But I just can' t see, who' s pulling at me | |
| Seems everyone can be bought or sold | |
| Poor as a beggar on a pot of gold | |
| I haunt myself for eternity | |
| So why can' t | |
| O see? I cannot see | |
| Tell me what your gonna do | |
| I' m gonna turn and run, run, run | |
| Run if you dare, run, run | |
| I can' t turn around, run, run | |
| I run all alone, run, run | |
| Run if you dare, run, run | |
| Can' t turn around, run, run | |
| I run all alone, run, run | |
| I' m gonna turn and run, turn and run |
| zuò qǔ : Cowan, Russel | |
| I can hear life passing me by | |
| It' s the very sound like the kicking of time | |
| I look around and the stakes are high | |
| I want to struggle but | |
| I wait in line | |
| So turn, run | |
| Now I' m back and | |
| I' m lost in a dream | |
| I had a week in a single day | |
| I lost my feet now | |
| I' m floating down stream | |
| Far off to sea, are you following me? | |
| So what am | |
| I supposed to think? | |
| With every step | |
| I take I' m starting to shrink | |
| Open my mouth but | |
| I don' t hear the screams | |
| Where am I? | |
| What am I? | |
| Tell me what your gonna do | |
| Turn and run, run, run | |
| Run if you dare, run, run | |
| Can' t turn around, run, run | |
| Run all alone, run, run | |
| What am I supposed to feel? | |
| How am I supposed to think? | |
| How is it that your ok? | |
| Why don' t you feel like me? | |
| What am I supposed to feel? | |
| How am I supposed to think? | |
| How is it that your ok? | |
| Why don' t you feel like me? | |
| Turn, and run | |
| I got treacle sliding through my veins | |
| And my bones start to rattle and quake | |
| And someone else there is tugging the reins | |
| But I just can' t see, who' s pulling at me | |
| Seems everyone can be bought or sold | |
| Poor as a beggar on a pot of gold | |
| I haunt myself for eternity | |
| So why can' t | |
| O see? I cannot see | |
| Tell me what your gonna do | |
| I' m gonna turn and run, run, run | |
| Run if you dare, run, run | |
| I can' t turn around, run, run | |
| I run all alone, run, run | |
| Run if you dare, run, run | |
| Can' t turn around, run, run | |
| I run all alone, run, run | |
| I' m gonna turn and run, turn and run |