Faster,
A little more speed,
I want to go faster,
I want the wind.
Faster,
A little more give,
just enough,
to make the wind rush.
Faster,
A little less drag,
pull forward,
So the wind feels good.
Faster,
I want to win this race,
not real,
my own personal race.
Faster,
A little more push,
then maybe,
it won't hurt so bad.
Faster,
the wind rips at my hair,
head high,
how'd I end up here?
Faster,
It's not my place anymore,
turn back,
I'm not ready to face the past.
Faster,
speeding away from memories,
they can wait,
at least till I win my race. |