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
You gotta run for the prize
Don't look over your shoulder
You gotta keep your eyes
On the straight and narrow
You 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 leery
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

You gotta run for the prize
Don't look over your shoulder
You gotta keep your eyes
On the straight and narrow
You gotta run for the prize
There's no time to be wandering
Gotta make your way
Just as straight as an arrow
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
You gotta run for the prize
Gotta make your way
Just as straight as an arrow
You gotta run for the prize
Don't look over your shoulder
You gotta keep your eyes
On the straight and narrow
You gotta run for the prize
There's no time to be wandering
Gotta make your way
Just as straight as an arrow

Gotta run for the prize
Gotta run for the prize
Gotta run for the prize
Gotta run for the prize
Gotta run for the prize
Gotta run for the prize
Gotta run for the prize
Gotta run for the prize...