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Text: Cajun Dance Party. The Colourful Life. The Race.


See when I didn't start
that was because of my shoes
yeah the shoes that I wore -
they would have gave me a bruise
as i follow my dreams
realise all my dreams

See when i didn't start
that was because of my fear
i had another idea -
it almost brought me a tear
as i follow my dreams
realise all my dreams

The sun will rise, even if you don't happen to be there,

They came from over,
The world and further,
To see the race that would change the world,
and i stopped...

See when I didn?t start
that was because of the mood,
is this race worth the pain?
As we run through cold rain,
as i follow my dreams
realise all my dreams

See when i didn't start
that was because of my shoes
no i've made that excuse -
i need another excuse
as i follow my dreams
realise all my dreams

The sun will rise, even if you don't happen to be there,

They came from over,
The world and further,
To see the race that would change the world,
and i stopped...

(if i start running when it doesn't mean nothing,
and lose you when this could be something now,
these spikes dig into the tracks, my skull,
be calm; so easy now, relax i can't,
you sap my confidence right out your emerald eyes like seas
if i could sail for just a second i'd forfeit easily)

The sun will rise, even if you don't happen to be there,
The sun will rise, even if you don't happen to be there,
Dream slowly,
because these things they take time
and there's not enough time in any race.

The minute that i saw your face
I forgot about the race
Cajun Dance Party