There will come a day when I, a day I will be free.
From beginning to the end, losers lose and winners win.
Down with sickness, drive my car, flushed
my brain and laugh at all.
From beginning to the end, losers lose and winners win.
Hear my crying words at all, tell me how
can I stand the pain.
Is there any hope for me, to be a lightning child.
Hear my crying words at all, tell me how
can I stand the pain.
Is there any hope for me, to be a lightning child.
(Hear my crying words at all, tell me how
can I stand the pain.
Is there any hope for me, to be a lightning child.)
