On a race to nowhere
On a crazy ride
Fight the fire with fire
Searching for the light
Land without borders
Like the promise land
We are tired of scouting
So come give us a hand
Aiming for perfection
But we're loosing sight
Now all the angels are gone,
It's not so right
We're all getting older
Reaching out to GOD!
How much more we'll get along
How much more we will try
We'll be questioning everything
Till the end of time
On a race to nowhere
On a crazy ride
Now all the angels are gone
It's not so right
We're all getting older
Reaching out to GOD!
We're all alike
As we are One.
We're all getting older
Reaching out to GOD!
