The Race

Special you are, special you were
I'm writing you now from a distance
So close that our elbows could touch
You've been using this as a crutch

Your steps I can, I can hear them and they are crooked in gait,
They are ending

Was I a fool for believing in you?
Your head is bobbin, twice is your sight
And on that day I rule I've won
The pace amazing to me
The race of life and love

Your steps I can, I can hear them and they are crooked in gait,
They are ending

And on that day, I met your family, you winked you'd won
And on that day, I met your family, you winked you'd won

It'd been years
It'd been years
It'd been years
It'd been years

It'd been years
It'd been years
It'd been years



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew R. Jandt
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