Everybody thinkin′ he's strange
He sits in his chair and playin′ his game
Jokin' with a piece of paper, oh always the sameHe's the lord of emotion, his wits wrapped in flames
His waste made it often believe, never change
His mind is running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Running, running
Oh, running, running
Running, running
Oh, running, running around
All the people feel so sorry for him
His own world is better where he does live in
He did lose his father, a pure friend, now go
Others don′t bother, he looks so dumb
His mind is running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Oh running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Oh running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Oh boy, is that the king
Who rules the blind?
Your crown is needed
Oh boy, your weapon is
Your cheerful smile
Solves every crisis
Oh boy, could you save me?
His mind is running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running
Oh, running, running around
Yeah, oh boy would you help me, whoa?
Oh boy, would you save me, yeah?
Oh boy
Whoa, oh boy
Yeah, oh boy
