Emma Shapplin

My soul
My soul I drowned
Thy tears to taste
Their lapping sound
My mounts now haste...
Trusting
Your heart to other lights...
But you're trying...
But you're trying...
If you want to run
That's alright with me
Your mettle made us yell
Mine will set you free...
If you want to run
Don't look back baby
Oh you want to run away
I'll survive, I'll be fine...