Lyrics:

Alone on the sidelines without any guidelines You've been running to fast with no place to go You've got no direction, you gotta set your affection On the things that can bring you right back in the flow (Chorus) You got to run for the prize Don't look over your shoulder Gotta keep your eyes On the straight and narrow Gotta run for the prize There's no time to be wandering Gotta make your way Just as straight as an arrow You may be weary, but you gotta be leary When somebody says that you will never finish the race They can discourage but don't lose your courage You gotta narrow the margin and keep up the pace Gotta lay aside every weight and run the race that's before us If we grow weary and faint, the Father He will restore us