Prizefighter

Bush

There are days 
When I fear for my life 
Think that's strange 
Well that's a waste of you 
Sun up time now for you to run 
I will always know you-you're a special one 
Now I'm up on this climb 
I won't 
The best is yet to come 
Sad you're not around 
The best is yet to come 
Better get your feet back on the ground 
Prisoner or passenger 
A free man or scavenger 
I'm a prizefighter 
Who will be there 
Cover when you fall 
We're all chasing something 
How come you never call 
I thought you were all beautiful 
It doesn't make sense 
I'm a prizefighter