give me my running shoes

I girl called "time" ... took a long, long trip and never, never came back. A boy called "fate" made up his mind, and went on, and on till it was too late, but a girl call "love" ... she filter in, into my skin, she dind't make a sound. And every time a look or see I hear her sound, and every time I look or see I feel her presence drawing near.