To the girls in love with the runners.

To the boys in love with the runners.

For those who lay in the dark at three in the morning, trying to sleep,

For those who can't sleep because they think of the runners.

For those who can't sleep because they dream of the runners.

The one runner, the one who will eventually come around.

To the girls in love with the runners.

To the boys in love with the runners.

Keep up. Keep up.

Run as fast as you can, they're almost within reach.

Just a little faster, move your legs faster.

Lungs on fire, verge of tears, stomach so nervous...

So close, almost there.

Keep up. Keep up.