How many times have you woken up To find your coffee's cold and a broken cup? It's a hell of a way to start the day How many times have you looked at the date And a calendar full up of empty pages? It's a hell of a way to see time slipping away Like a barrel down a hill keeps rolling faster And circumstances become your master And you realise your hands ain't on the wheel anymore With the wind at your back and the sun at your side Take the bull by the horns and ride You gotta push for the stride, that wins the race every time So when you're low on steam but your aim is high You gotta keep your eye on the prize You gotta push for the stride, that wins the race every time For the stride For the stride Have you found yourself falling in a restless dream And you wake yourself up with a nasty scream? It's a hell of a way to get through the night Have you opened up your heart to a promise made Just to get it kicked back into yesterday? It's a hell of a way to lose all the ground that you gained So when your spirit's down and your mood is diving Let the dark horse come and take you riding Then you realise your back in the saddle again With the wind at your back and the sun at your side Take the bull by the horns and ride You gotta push for the stride, that wins the race every time So when you're low on steam but your aim is high You gotta keep your eye on the prize You gotta push for the stride, that wins the race every time For the stride For the stride For the stride For the stride With the wind at your back and the sun at your side Take the bull by the horns and ride You gotta push for the stride, that wins the race every time So when you're low on steam but your aim is high You gotta keep your eye on the prize You gotta push for the stride, that wins the race every time Gotta push for the stride, that wins the race every time Gotta push for the stride, that wins the race every time For the stride For the stride For the stride For the stride