I always said she was a runner, 
And running through the fields, 
I put a gun, I put a gun to her, 
With the force she came to kneel, 
And as she screams and in her own blood, 
I said sympathy for you, 
I'll never have, I'll never have none, 
Its time you told the truth, 
And I left the gun beside her, 
And running in the nights, 
I run for land, I ran for safety, 
For new places and new sight, 
Always said she was a runner
And I thought I knew her well. 
I never thought I was a runner, 
and I thought I knew her well. 

You should have died that very night, 
Good job for you I wasn't born a killer, 
you took my life, and I took my flight, 
Good job for you I wasn't born a killer. 

I always knew her as a baker, 
But something I knew not, 
is That when I tried to take her, 
There was something Ides forgot, 
For I knew I couldn't keep her, 
And running out of time, 
I tried so hard, I tried to cheat her, 
She was a running in her prime, 
So I thought about my choices, 
And chose to drop the gun, 
And amongst the screaming voices, 
Something told me I should run. 
I never thought I was a runner, 
and I thought I knew her well. 
I never thought I was a runner, 
and I thought I knew her well. 

You should have died that very night, 
Good job for you I wasn't born a killer, 
you took my life, and I took my flight, 
Good job for you I wasn't born a killer. 

There is so much to remember, 
But there is more to forget, 
I isn't seen you since December, 
I'm surprised we haven't met, 
and In the Depths of the Silly Isles, 
I heard you reside, and in the depths of my mind, 
I can still see your eyes

(Thanks to niamh for these lyrics)