My dreams are not my master My thoughts are not my aim Triumph balance with disaster Two impostors one and the same
I have heard the truth I've spoken Twisted now a trap for fools I have had my life's work broken To start again with worn out tools Held my winnings in one hand And risk them on a single horse Lose and start at my beginning And never tell about my loss
Driven hard, mind, heart and body When all is gone Held on still even tighter To my will which screams to me 'Hold on' I've kept my head when those about me Losing theirs on me they blame Trust myself when other doubt me Allow their doubting all the same Driven hard, mind, heart and soul To the point when all is whole
Driven hard, my heart Driven hard, my soul Driven hard, is the way that I see this world
I have waited and not grown bored Lied about, not dealt in lies Some men hate me but I not them Don't look too good nor talk too wise
Talked with crowds and kept my virtue A common touch Friend nor foe can ever hurt me All men count with me but none too much I fill each and every hour With sixty minutes of distance run Knowing that no man can touch me Gazing straight into the sun Mine is the world and all within And, which is more, I'm a man my son
Driven hard, my heart Driven hard, my soul Driven hard, is the way that I see this worldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
