Letra da Música Run Around Blues Traveler

Once upon a midnight dreary
I woke with something in my head
I couldn't escape the memory
Of a phone call and of what you said
Like a game show contestant with a parting gift
I could not believe my eyes
When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend
Who needs to humor me and tell me lies
Yeah, humor me and tell me liesAnd I'll lie too and say I don't mind
And, as we seek, so shall we find
And when you're feeling open, I'll still be here
But not without a certain degree of fear
Of what will be with you and me
I still can see things hopefullyBut you
Why you wanna give me a run-around?
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me downAnd shake me and my confidence
About a great many things
But I've been there, I can see it cower
Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings
Of a bad play where the heroes are right
And nobody thinks or expects too much
And Hollywood's calling for the movie rights
Singing, "Hey, babe, let's keep in touch"
Hey, baby, let's keep in touchBut I want more than a touch, I want you to reach me
And show me all the things no one else can see
So what you feel becomes mine as well
And soon, if we're lucky, we'd be unable to tell
What's yours and mine, the fishing's fine
And it doesn't have to rhyme, so don't you feed me a lineBut you
Why you wanna give me a run-around?
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me downTra-la-la-la-la, bombadier, this is the pilot speaking
And I've got some news for you
It seems my ship still stands, no matter what you drop
And there ain't a whole lot that you can do
Oh sure, the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder
Perhaps I've grown a little cynical
But I know no matter what the waitress brings
I shall drink it and always be full
Yeah, I will drink it and always be fullOh, I like coffee and I like tea
I'd like to be able to enter a final plea
I still got this dream that you just can't shake
I love you to the point you can no longer take
Well, all right, okay, so be that way
I hope and pray that there's something left to sayBut you
Why you wanna give me a run-around?
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me down
Oh, you
Why you wanna give me a run-around?
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me down

Composição: John Popper.