Harder, faster, further
Run, run, run
This is great, my favourite place
Running, playing, chasing
The one who feeds me is shouting
Loud, angry, annoyed
Run faster, this is so much fun
That’s good, her shouting has stopped
Who are they, I don’t know them
“Are you lost?”
“She looks lost.”
“What a beautiful girl.”
I’m going back, I don’t like this, which way
No forward, faster run away
The one who feeds me should know by now
I love to run when I’m let loose
Now I am doing that silly whimpering
I don’t like this, I’m getting scared
Who are they are calling my name
“Saphire come here, wait with us.”
What should I do
I know, run away
Who are they are calling me again
This silly tag, they know my name
What to do
Sit down and think, I feel a bit better
Who are they, make me feel more calm
I can hear the one who feeds me
There she is shouting again
Miles away
How did she get right over there
I’m off
Run away quickly
Right direction now though
Good job who are they were there
Or I might have just kept running
