| Song | Running Wild |
| Artist | Scott Matthews |
| Album | Home, Pt. 1 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Scott Matthews | |
| 作曲 : Scott Matthews | |
| Hold a film to the light | |
| I am seized with nostalgic delight | |
| These sepia eyes need a fix, reminiscing tonight | |
| One more still of you | |
| I could watch you forever | |
| Uncertainty dies | |
| When the reels come to life once more | |
| You’re much easier to find | |
| Than the welcoming sign on the door | |
| To a new avenue | |
| You obscure the view | |
| Of where I’m heading to | |
| Where are you now? | |
| Where am I likely to find you? | |
| I’m starting to feel like the old days | |
| Are running wild | |
| Leading astray my lonesome horse | |
| Who was never caught | |
| Roaming and running wild | |
| I’m forgetting to live | |
| As I easily give in to the eyes | |
| Of a feeling relived that serenely | |
| Forgives and reminds | |
| Me, I’m nothing new | |
| With my sepia views | |
| I only live for you | |
| Where are you now? | |
| Where am I likely to find you? | |
| I’m starting to feel like the old days | |
| Are running wild | |
| A long way away is my lonesome horse | |
| Who was never caught | |
| I wonder if we’ll meet again | |
| Galloping over the plains out of breath | |
| Lay your head down to rest | |
| And feel you needing to belong |
| zuo ci : Scott Matthews | |
| zuo qu : Scott Matthews | |
| Hold a film to the light | |
| I am seized with nostalgic delight | |
| These sepia eyes need a fix, reminiscing tonight | |
| One more still of you | |
| I could watch you forever | |
| Uncertainty dies | |
| When the reels come to life once more | |
| You' re much easier to find | |
| Than the welcoming sign on the door | |
| To a new avenue | |
| You obscure the view | |
| Of where I' m heading to | |
| Where are you now? | |
| Where am I likely to find you? | |
| I' m starting to feel like the old days | |
| Are running wild | |
| Leading astray my lonesome horse | |
| Who was never caught | |
| Roaming and running wild | |
| I' m forgetting to live | |
| As I easily give in to the eyes | |
| Of a feeling relived that serenely | |
| Forgives and reminds | |
| Me, I' m nothing new | |
| With my sepia views | |
| I only live for you | |
| Where are you now? | |
| Where am I likely to find you? | |
| I' m starting to feel like the old days | |
| Are running wild | |
| A long way away is my lonesome horse | |
| Who was never caught | |
| I wonder if we' ll meet again | |
| Galloping over the plains out of breath | |
| Lay your head down to rest | |
| And feel you needing to belong |
| zuò cí : Scott Matthews | |
| zuò qǔ : Scott Matthews | |
| Hold a film to the light | |
| I am seized with nostalgic delight | |
| These sepia eyes need a fix, reminiscing tonight | |
| One more still of you | |
| I could watch you forever | |
| Uncertainty dies | |
| When the reels come to life once more | |
| You' re much easier to find | |
| Than the welcoming sign on the door | |
| To a new avenue | |
| You obscure the view | |
| Of where I' m heading to | |
| Where are you now? | |
| Where am I likely to find you? | |
| I' m starting to feel like the old days | |
| Are running wild | |
| Leading astray my lonesome horse | |
| Who was never caught | |
| Roaming and running wild | |
| I' m forgetting to live | |
| As I easily give in to the eyes | |
| Of a feeling relived that serenely | |
| Forgives and reminds | |
| Me, I' m nothing new | |
| With my sepia views | |
| I only live for you | |
| Where are you now? | |
| Where am I likely to find you? | |
| I' m starting to feel like the old days | |
| Are running wild | |
| A long way away is my lonesome horse | |
| Who was never caught | |
| I wonder if we' ll meet again | |
| Galloping over the plains out of breath | |
| Lay your head down to rest | |
| And feel you needing to belong |