Not winning the race
Is not pretty at all.
They say
Its the race thats important
But when the trophy slips away,
Its not pretty at all
They say
Do your best, leave the rest
But the could'a-should'a thoughts
Are not pretty at all
They say
May the best man win
But when the best man is the judge's son
Its not pretty at all
They say
Its the journey that matters
But when one reaches a cul-de-sac
Its not pretty at all
They say
Dream, and the universe conspires to give it you
But when one the dream becomes a burden
Its not pretty at all
They say
In the long run it is for the best
But when the run itself is short
Its not pretty at all
I say
Nothing succeeds like success
And when optimism makes a fool out of me
It is really not pretty at all
