Bush - Prizefighter

there are days
when i fear for my life
think that's strange
well that's the 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, up on this climb
i won't fade away

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
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, sense, sense
i'm a prizefighter i'm a prizefighter
i'm a prizefighter i'm a prizefighter