" Who needs a dream?

 Who needs ambition?

 Who'd be the fool

 In my position?

 Once I had dreams

 Now they're obsessions

 Hopes became needs

 Lovers possessions
 
 

 Then they move in

 Oh so discreetly

 Slowly at first

 Smiling too sweetly

 I opened doors

 They walked right through them

 Called me their friend

 I hardly knew them
 
 

 Now I'm....

Where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I always said I would

and yet I feel I haven't won at all

 Running for my life and never looking back in case there's someone right behind to shoot me down

and say he always knew I'd fall.
 
 

 When the crazy wheel slows down

 Where will I be? Back where I started.
 
 

 Don't get me wrong

 I'm not complaining

 Times have been good

 Fast, entertaining

 But what's the point

 If I'm concealing

 Not only love

 All other feeling.
 
 

 Now I'm....

Where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I always said I would

And yet I feel I haven't won at all

 Running for my life and never looking back in case there's someone right behind to shoot me down

And say he always knew I'd fall
 
 

 When the crazy wheel slows down

 Where will I be? Back where I started."

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