Tekst piosenki
Run, run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes.Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good things in all good time.Reach for the sun, catch hold of the moon.That ball too heavy, but what can you do.Reach for the stars, smack into the sky.You dont want to live but youre chicken to die.Ohhh, youre chicken to die.Run, run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens the sooner it closes.Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good things in all good time.Run for the money, caught short on the rent.Big ideas, but the cash is all spent.The trouble with love is its on vase.You just want a cup, but you dont want to race.No, you dont want to race.Run, run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes.Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good things in all good time.Run for the roses, get caught on the briar.You wanted to love, next thing theres a fire.You got the Do Re, I got the Mi.I got the notion were all at sea.Yes, were all at sea.Run, run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes.Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good things in all good time.
