Everybody thinkin′ he's strange

He sits in his chair and playin′ his game

Jokin' with a piece of paper, oh always the sameHe's the lord of emotion, his wits wrapped in flames

His waste made it often believe, never change

His mind is running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Running, running

Oh, running, running

Running, running

Oh, running, running around

All the people feel so sorry for him

His own world is better where he does live in

He did lose his father, a pure friend, now go

Others don′t bother, he looks so dumb

His mind is running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Oh running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Oh running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Oh boy, is that the king

Who rules the blind?

Your crown is needed

Oh boy, your weapon is

Your cheerful smile

Solves every crisis

Oh boy, could you save me?

His mind is running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running

Oh, running, running around

Yeah, oh boy would you help me, whoa?

Oh boy, would you save me, yeah?

Oh boy

Whoa, oh boy

Yeah, oh boy