The Chase

While she is missing him
I'm missing her
What a spot to be in
Like a finish line she sits and wait
While I'm chasing after her in second place.

It would have been easier
If it weren't for the competition
Some stranger now has her attention

But that can't pierce my courage
I am gold and I'll win this fight
I know this road and I know I'm right.

Alrick Shields
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