Each day is harder to get through
My head it is spinning
I don't think I'm winning the race
Whenever I think of the future
I just see the one thing
that might bring a smile to my face
To be where I belong
Is the force that keeps me going on
Sometimes life seems to slow down
I try to move faster
'cause disaster is hot on my heels
Maybe I don't have to worry
Perhaps I'll keep learning concerning
the way that I feel
To be where I belong
Is the force that keeps me going on
Each day is harder to get through
My head it is spinning
I hope that I'm winning the race