The wind is blowing in your face. Breath even, you must keep the pace – Don’t fritter away your so needful strength. It’s raining, you’re running, that’s personal race.
Believe, you’re able to catch the train, And wind revoices me: “Yes, you can!”
You must ignore all what they say – Crack on! No doubt, if you dare. When follow your dream, you can’t delay! It’s raining, you’re running, that’s solely way.
Believe, you’re able to catch the train, And wind revoices me: “Yes, you can!”
It’s true, your dream is moving fast, But you can touch her, if you trust. One day, the Heaven stop the rain, And, hand in hand, you’ll run again.