The Race Is On

(альбом: That's My Style - 1965)

Well, I feel tears welling up cold and deep inside like my heart's sprung a big break
And a stab of loneliness sharp and painful that I may never shake
Now you might say that I was taking it hard oh she wrote me off with a call
But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow when I may break right down and bawl

Now the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch heartaches
Are going to the inside my tears are holding back they're trying not to fall
My heart's out of the running true love scratched for another's sake
The race is on and it looks like heartaches and the winner loses all

One day I ventured in love never once suspecting what the final result would be
How I lived in fear of waking up each morning and finding that you're gone from me
There's ache and pain in my heart for today was the one that I hated to face
Somebody new came up to win him and I came out in second place

Now the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch heartaches
Are going to the inside my tears are holding back they're trying not to fall
My heart's out of the running true love scratched for another's sake
The race is on and it looks like heartaches and the winner loses all