Hear me women and wives, hear me husband and lovers What we do with our lives seems to matter to others Some of them may follow roads that we run down, chasing tomorrow Many choices to make, many chains to unravel Every path that we take, makes it harder to travel Laughter turned to sorrow, doesn't get me down, chasing tomorrow When tomorrow comes around, you'll be looking at the future So keep your feet up on the ground, and get ready to run Hear me mothers and men, hear me sisters and brothers Teach your children and then, they can pass it to others Some of them may borrow, till you land it down, chasing tomorrow Hear me women and wives, hear me husband and lovers What we do with our lives seems to matter to others Some of them may follow, roads that we run down, chasing tomorrow Get ready to run, chasing tomorrow Get ready to run