His pretty girl in pigtails, and he in tennis shoes.
In a field with the sun going down.
Over a bible town, she in her bridal gown.
Kisses her man on the mouth, and says I do.
And says I was, born to run to you.
But it took a lot to get there, she measured distance in days,
while she wondered for miles away.
Is there such a thing as, a love meant to be.
And if so, is one meant for me.
Cuz I'm lyin' awake and I'm achin' to be with you,
Achin' to sing to you soon.
That I was, born to run to you. You.
And I was, always, born to run to you, oh to you, and I
Well I dreamed that she'd come to me clothed in the sun and she'd
Fall in my lap as a sign.
So I made up my mind to believe that the love that I needed,
Would find me, and I found you, and you're mine. And you're mine.
And I was born to run to you. You.
And I was always born to run to you, oh to you. And I
I was born to run to you. I was born to be one with you.
Put your hair in pig-tails; I'll wear my tennis shoes.
And well we will both go dancin' in your father's mansion.
We will laugh and be light, and I'll run to you.
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Lyrics submitted by Matt Phillips.