Dana Delaine

A collection of things that I love, and things I want to remember.

Oh she’d lie on her bed

and stare into harsh white light

and think that her heart’s not right

‘Cause love took her hand like a thief

took her heart like a robber

and the feelings that scare her

become her relief

Just let me run where I want to run

Just let me love who I want.

Just let me run where I want to run

Just let me love who I want.

There are no rules for this love

Just keep your head and don’t give up

Like all the fools who play it smart.

Lose your head just for your heart, just for your heart