Оригинален текст
You were everything I wanted then
When my world was small and simple
Now the air-miles measure the dilation of my pupils
And all that time, I thought you'd say
I was running from you
From you
From everything
From everything you meant
From everything you meant to me
You are still the girl I wanted then
With those playful glances
And all that time in the rolling country
I came to realise
I was running from you
From you
From everything
From everything you meant
From everything you meant to me