year after year, lap after lap, I'm trying to catch
someone I think I should be
and if I do, and cross that finish line first, what then
am I the hero for that day, then I have to keep repeating
sounds exhausting
I'm more of the horse and buggy type
moving slowly but surely, taking it all in
enjoying each day I have to the fullest
the race will end and the flag will drop when He is ready