Alone on the sidelines without any guidelines
You've been running too fast with no place to go
You got no direction, you gotta set your affection

On the things that can bring you
Right back into the flow


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 leery

When somebody sayst that you witll 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