You might believe, and still you feel the chase has just begun
That you must reach that horizon before the setting of the sun
You chase the light in front of you, nightfall close behind
If you stop to catch your breath, you know what you will find

Don't slow down don't touch the ground
You know what you will find
That old grey man in tattered clothes following behind

No time to stop, don't go to sleep, prepare to pay the cost
The hours and minutes are passing by, another day is lost
Impatience is a virtue, catch me if you can
The seconds have been ticking by since your life began