My show, my show; Opera

Each step gets further- as I walk farther and farther.
If I trip over my feet and fall, I can just brush myself off;
Like the dreams that are forgotten in the morning.
These moments will continue to be forgotten.
The yearnings and even this pain- everything.

Past the tough trust and misunderstanding;
Though the road ahead seems far,
I'm walkin over the tall hills,
I'm walkin with these old sneakers,
I'm walkin every single day.
Till always, till always.
One step toward the vast blue sky.
One step toward the finish line far ahead.

I'm walkin till that someplace that will come tomorrow.