Kara's Walk Home American Soccer
My legs are failing fast and I know that I can't come back here
Trying to kick the ball but I go down, down, down, down
And I don't know what I'm gonna be when I get old
But I won't be running fast as my slow legs now
And I'm gonna be faster than you've ever seen me before
There's no one that's got big dreams like mine
And Johnny asks, "Where am I gonna be when I get old?"
Well, I don't know but the field's all I've got now
And I've never scored a goal in 13 years
But May 16th was so hot no one showed up
I ran faster than you've ever seen me before
But if I look inside I still would rather stay home
I'd rather just stay home, I'd rather just stay home
Slowly, the gaps begin to show and I can't catch up
And I can't catch up
I'm sitting on the sideline, waiting to go home
Waiting to go home
I worked hard but they won't put me in
And I can't score, I'll never score
He looks so happy with a winning goal
I guess I'll go home
Surely not every foot placed in a field
Is meant to be great
I'm not slow, I'm not fast, not too weak or strong
But I cannot compete
And certainly it's healthy to take a step back
But I still want to try
There must be some meaning for losers like me and
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
And Johnny says, "Don't worry, you've still got me"
"Not everyone's gotta be the best to find some meaning"
And I'm sitting in my bedroom, studying flash cards
And I won't turn the lights on 'til the sun's fully
Down
Down, down, down, down, down
(Down)
Down, down, down, down, down
(Down)
Down, down, down, down, down
(Down)
Down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down