6AM, she gets out of bed.
It's just another day. A new escape.
She's out of breath. No time to waste.


Sketchbooks, dolls and some classy shoes.
She looks around her room.

A fancy dress, A pair of boots, and some red lipstick too.

We're running away into the night. No time for thinking.

She's falling in love with every sign she makes.
But I can't deny what I feel inside.
Let's make this last mistake.

Just take my hand; let's do this right away.
No regrets.


Some girls. So reserved and shy.
But she looks so alive,
A new adventure every night.

She's out of sight.

Spends time sewing on a rainy day.

A cat without a name lies on her bed.
She turns away. She's ready to escape.


We're running away into the night. No time for thinking.
She's falling in love with every sign she makes.
But I can't deny what I feel inside.

Let's make this last mistake.
Just take my hand; let's do this right away.
No regrets.


Close my eyes, her face I see.
She haunts my every dream.

In her arms, no other place I'd rather be.
It's 6AM, she's getting out of bed.
It's just another day. A new escape.

She's out of breath. She's got no time to waste.

We're running away into the night. No time for thinking.

She's falling in love with every sign she makes.
But I can't deny what I feel inside.
Let's make this last mistake.

Just take my hand; let's do this right away.
No regrets.