Running with the wind On the heels of dreams To strive and to create To start over again Building and growing This bout should be gravy These walls seem sturdy They will come down, will come down Must keep pushing Not as easy at first glance I could be passed I'm winning the race Enemy riding close behind I'm still winning the race You lose again, lose again The glee is pouring out of me Back to the beginningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
