Reluctantly crouched at the starting line 
Engines pumping and thumping in time 
The green light flashes, the flags go up 
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup 
They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank 
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank 
Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns 
Their prowess is potent and secretly stern 
As they speed through the finish, the flags go down 
The fans get up and they get out of town 
The arena is empty except for one man 
Still driving and striving as fast as he can 
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up 
And long ago somebody left with the cup 
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns 
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns 

He's going the distance 
He's going for speed 
She's all alone 
All alone in her time of need 
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course 
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse 
He's going the distance 

No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine 
He's haunted by something he cannot define 
Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse 
Assail him, impale him with monster-truck force 
In his mind, he's still driving, still making the grade 
She's hoping in time that her memories will fade 
Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course 
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse 
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up 
And long ago somebody left with the cup 
But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns 
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns 

Cause he's going the distance 
He's going for speed 
She's all alone 
All alone in her time of need 
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course 
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse 
He's racing and pacing and plotting the course 
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse 
He's going the distance 
He's going for speed 
He's going the distance