Way up on the inside you feel the change begin
And you start to lose your sense of touch
And it kills the child within
And the days they turn to years
But a fellow needs a plan
So you keep on going the only way you can
Then you turn around to face the game
And you feel the blood return
And you start to really concentrate
On a fuel that makes you burn
And you take another run
But a fellow needs to land
So you keep on going the only way you can
So you keep on going the only way you can