My way

Running fast and running far.
Falling down, but the gun is on my head.
I'll never, I'll never disturb in you.
Please, please let me go.
And the nature closes its eyes.
It's weak and without power.
And it must look on.
And the blood runs red.
One day the leaf will turn.
And you'll be the one who cries.
And you plead for your life.
Please, please let me go.
And the nature closes its eyes.
It's weak and with last power.
And it looks down.
And the blood runs red.