Life is in hot pursuit of me
With his siren and lights are blazing!
Instead of stopping when he got
Behind me with his lights on,
I floored it!

I drove up all the one ways the wrong way!
I even drove through the yards
Of folks I didn’t even know!

The sweat beads are more like raindrops
That falls from face as I try to make my get away.
On lookers shout, “Get out of his way, he gonna run somebody over!”

Suddenly, the tires pop
So I slam on the brakes.
Now Life is right behind me!

The question I ask myself is…
“Do I give up or Do I run?”