Alone on the sidelines without any guidelines 
You've been running to fast with no place to go 
You've got no direction, you gotta set your affection 
On the things that can bring you right back in the flow 

(Chorus) 
You got to run for the prize 
Don't look over your shoulder 
Gotta keep your eyes 
On the straight and narrow 
Gotta run for the prize 
There's no time to be wandering 
Gotta make your way 
Just as straight as an arrow 

You may be weary, but you gotta be leary 
When somebody says that you will never finish the race 
They can discourage but don't lose your courage 
You gotta narrow the margin and keep up the pace 

Gotta lay aside every weight and run the race that's before us 
If we grow weary and faint, the Father He will restore us