Every time I try to stop or slow down for a while
There's a little red light which says go, don't waste your time
You know life's a race track push the throttle to the floor
No time for a spare tires burn your body to the bone
Bring back your dreams of tomorrow
For today

Second hand is running fast no quarter to your needs
The only thing you have to know forget about your peace
Shaking like an atom in the middle of nowhere
Invisible forces leading direct to your head
Bring back your dreams of tomorrow
For today

But there'll be time you realize what you really are
Not like the others just a kind of a unique star
An extraordinary sort of special wine
So don't be using me for every time