Reluctantly crouched at the starting line Engines are pumping and thumping in
time The green light flashes, the flags goes up Churning and burning,
they yearn for the cup
They deftly manoeuvre, and muscle for
rank Fuel burning fast on an empty tank Reckless and wild, they pour
through the turns Their prowess is potent, and secretly stern
As they
speed through the finish, the flags go down The fans get up and they get out
of town, The arena is empty except for one man Still driving and striving
as fast as he can
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up And
long ago somebody left with the cup But he's driving and striving and
hugging the turns And thinking of someone for whom he still
burns
He's going the distance He's going for speed She's all
alone, all alone in her time of need Because he's racing and pacing and
plotting the course He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse He's
going the distance
No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no line He's
haunted by something he cannot define Bowel shaking earthquakes of doubt and
remorse Assail him, impale him, with monster truck force
In his mind
he's still driving, still making the grade She's hoping in time that her
memories will fade Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the
course He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
The sun has
gone down and the moon has come up And long ago somebody left with the
cup But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns And thinking of
someone for whom he still burns
Cause, he's going the distance He's
going for speed She's all alone, all alone in her time of need Because
he's racing and pacing and plotting the course He's fighting and biting and
riding on his horse He's racing and pacing and plotting the course He's
fighting and biting and riding on his horse He's going the distance He's
going for speed He's going the distance