The Race of My Life

I’m running, I’m fighting

I’m like a storm of wind and lightning

Still hungering for something

This is the race of my life

I took a trip down memory lane

So many times I’ve tried in vain

Rock bottom again and again

Another miss, another lane

I spread my wings when I was sixteen

From then on I was tumbling

I’m running, I’m fighting

I’m like a storm of wind and lightning

Still hungering for something

This is the race of my life

I met a girl on a trip to Spain

After a while she changed her ways

I had a job in a burger chain

Playing guitar’s all that remained

All in all I was in the game

Always missing the last train

I’m running, I’m fighting

I’m like a storm of wind and lightning

Still hungering for something

This is the race of my life

I’m running, I’m fighting

I’m like a storm of wind and lightning

Still hungering for something

This is the race of my life

I’m running, I’m fighting

I’m like a storm of wind and lightning

Still hungering for something

This is the race of my life

I’m running, I’m fighting

I’m like a storm of wind and lightning

Still hungering for something

This is the race of my life…