The flashing of an eyelid,
Was all it took to let me know
You told me you were on the run
from hellhounds on your trail
I told you I was going off the rails
And that was all the introduc
No holding hands, no chaperones,
An d with a flourish, you took me by the hand
and pushed my weary head into the sand
And though I'm tired of the chase,
take a marathon and squeeze it to a hundred meter race
Cause I know if it's you I'm gonna miss,
reduce it to a kiss, reduce it to a kiss
And we dined on bread and a beer
Asking me if I was gonna run away in fear
You might have thought it was a lie
We faded to black like they do in a film
My foot still on the floor,
Like a restaurant that serves you
We both agreed it was surreal
And though I'm tired of the chase
Take a marathon and squeeze a two to
Cause I know if it's you I'm gonna miss
Reduce it to a kiss, reduce it to a kiss
And in the morning you told me I was free
with yellow bruises on my feet
I must admit it was a way to pass the time,
a perfect way to draw a line.
And though I'm tired of the chase,
take a marathon and squeeze it to a hundred meter race.
Cause I know that if it's you I'm gonna miss,
reduce it to a kiss, reduce it to a kiss.