I know what's right.
I throw it hard I watch it fall
I run out of sight.
I point the way I follow in
I seek what's mine.
I bend the rules avoid to lose I.
And the child within want's out.
Covered in dust never used.
Seems that it's all we're about.
Crazy well I can't tell.
I draw the line I stand behind
I dig in the mold.
I act the one I want to know I.
And the child within wants out.
Covered in dust never used.
Seems that it's all we're about.
Crazy well I can't tell.
Words and music by Thor M. Lunde & R. Cady Lunde
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