Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
I see the light shine far away
The city is calling me
Lace my shoes and run the race
'Til I get there, get there, get there
No one knows I'm coming in
I'm taking my chance to begin again
I'm gonna miss my friends back home
But I'll get there, get there, get there
The wind is blowing colder now
I'm turning one year older
Lessons learned at twenty-one
Will stay with me forever
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
On my way, I hesitate
The world seems so unreal
Lace my shoes and keep the faith
'Cause I'll get there, get there, get there
'Cause I'll get there, get there, get there
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh