11 in the morning

Finally at eleven in the morning when we run. Blindly, are we peeking at the stars to see The sun? Yeah, finally at eleven in the morning when we Run. It isn't blindly, are you reaching for the stars To grab the sun? It's not about hiding, it's not about Love. It's not about hiding, it's not about Love. At eleven in the morning when we run, Yeah, we talk about it? Are you peeking at the stars to see the Sun? Can I show you something? It's not about hiding, it's not about Love. It's not about hiding, it's not about about Hiding, It's not about love. It's all about kindling, climbing back the Path. At eleven in the morning when we run, Oh, can we talk about it? At eleven in the morning when we run, Can I show you something?