DESCRIPTION:
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,
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 from miles away
Is there such a thing
as a love meant to be?
And if so, is one meant for me?

'Cause I'm lying awake
and I'm aching to be with you
Aching to sing to you soon

That I was born to run to you
And I was always born to run to you

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

Oh, I was born to run to you
I was born to be one with you
Put your hair in pigtails
I'll wear my tennis shoes
And well, we will both go dancing
In your father's mansion
We'll laugh and be light
And I'll run to you