The pouring rain
Sticks my hair to my face;
An empty gaze
Is all I have left.
The stars that once
Lit my way have dimmed, the sky turned gray.
The path, once so clear,
Faded away.
Blessed are the days
When life is intent and clear
No falter or doubt, I know the way.
They are the days, I hoped
I have never stepped from this road
The spark I once had
Seems to have died...
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and look into the light!
Pushing the clouds away,
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and see the sky turn bright!
Fight for a better day!
What a relief it would be to end this all
How easy to fly the white flag and give up
But would I run today, just to die another day?
Give up now, and every fight has been in vain
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and look into the light!
Pushing the clouds away,
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and see the sky turn bright!
Fight for a better day!
GET UP!
YOU'VE MADE IT THIS FAR!
NO LOSER YOU ARE!
ONE MORE TIME!
ONE MORE TRY!
The pouring rain
Sticks my hair to my face
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and look into the light!
Pushing the clouds away,
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and see the sky turn bright!
Fight for a better day!
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and fight!
