This is about my 100th song written for the Song-A-Day project. Thanks for listening. Years left alone Now a telephone on my year Very clear A chat and a smile It's been a while since we sat Think of that Through the light years and the dark fears Everyone hold hands Here's where we take the runaround yet we couldn't find the time and we runaround... Now from afar I can tell you are feeling ow don't ask how And yet though not great if separate what we get... no regrets and we runaround... yet we couldn't find the time And what happened at the end here? I just messed it all up.  

Tagses: greacen, runaround, 100 (we can link these up later)

Link to the mp3 file:
The Runaround
Link to this view of the song:
http://songaday.netscrap.com/songs/?scrap_id=1735&scrap_category=35