I'm at your house quite a lot these days
2: 30 and you find me on the motor way
'Cause they're shouting kinda loud and I swear
That I need to get away from my place I'm
Knock knocking at your door again, babe

Oh, 'cause there's a light in your room
And the lamp is a shade of yellow
And it makes me feel safe and sound
And I swear that's rare these days

Yeah, there's a light in your room
And it burns like a shade of yellow
And it makes me feel sane in the head
And I swear that's rare these days

And I will keep
Running right back
Running right back
Running right back to here
If it's okay my dear
And I will keep
Running right back
Running right back
Running right back to you
If it's okay with you

And we don't really do much these days
Stare at the ceiling finding shapes in a black space
There's just something when I'm here
And I'm sorry if I over stay, but baby, I'm
Knock knocking at your door again, babe

Oh, it must the light in your room
And the lamp is a shade of yellow
And it makes me feel safe and sound
And I swear that's rare these days

Yeah there's a light in your room
And it burns like a shade of yellow
And it makes me feel sane in the head
And I swear that's rare these days

And I will keep (I will keep on running)
Running right back
Running right back
Running right back to here (to here, to here)
(Take refuge in you baby)

If its okay my dear
And I will keep (I will keep on running, baby)
Running right back
Running right back
Running right back to you (to you, to you)
If it's the last thing we do (to you, to you)