Gentle Giant - Winning Lyrics
Once he could smile maybe happyFighting for his future and his destinationsThere were his friends he'd rely onEveryone had nothing but their aspirationsSoon dreaming found realizationWinning was his target with deliberationNow he has everything, tell me whyNo one knows him, the veils shut out cutting the tieSo now he's made his own islandNot familiar even to his understandingThoughts turning sour, did he want it?Something reassuring in his time and planningWhat did he miss, needing nothing?Seeing that it was the fighting and not the winningNo returning, no looking back, on with his wayRising winner but falling man, gaining the dayOnce he could smile maybe happyFighting for his future and his destinationsThere were his friends he'd rely onEveryone had nothing but their aspirationsSoon dreaming found realizationWinning was his target with deliberation