Once again in a race that 100 to win
With a frantic pace I have only 95 in the end
Giving all I know for victory it seemed
Only to reap bitter empty shattered dreams
When flexibility was the obvious remedy
In a rigid world it seems nobody bends but me
“I’ve fallen short”
Fallen short of his glory, my life or love
If asked this question I’ll reply all of the above
I’m present but not seen like the invisible man
Giving all I know for nothing, I don’t understand
I thought hard work paid off and sacrifices made growth
Never do I seem to gain though I’ve given plenty of both
Maybe not to some but I know where I’ve been
There were places that I wouldn’t dare others to be in but still
“I’ve fallen short”
I’ve eaten from tables that could churn the stomach of a goat
Had bombs dropped on my ship and managed to float
In a crowd of people I should feel at home
But looks can be deceiving because I feel so alone
Every time I think I’ve chosen the right path
The eyes of fate look at me, and laugh
I wonder if anyone notices the man in the mask
Like an eighteen wheeler traveling up hill out of gas
“I’ve fallen short”