Taking The Inside Rail - Mark Isham, Sting

Did you ever have a dream that you were running?

Where the ground is like a wheel beneath your feet?

And no matter how you tried you just weren’t moving

In whatever race you’re running you’d be beat?

In whatever race you’re running you’d be beat?

They tell me I’m a loser

I’m a hopeless freak

I look kind of funny and my little legs are weak

The wrong side of the blanket

The wrong side of the track

I hear the accusations when they talk behind my back

All the money is on the favorite

I don’t get a second glance

I’m not even in the running here with an outside chance

And then I see your lovely face

Stand up and I’m back in the race

Nothing is going to stop me

I wasn’t born to fail

I’m taking the inside rail

All the odds against me

In the two horse race

If I stand up they push me back down flat on my face

They tell me it’s impossible

It’s just the way I’m bred

And get these crazy notions right out of my head

All the money’s on the favorite

I don’t get a second glance

I’m not even in the running here with an outside chance

And then I see your lovely face

Pay no attention to the odds I face

I’m running from the outside

I wasn’t born to fail

I’m taking the inside rail

Last night I had a different dream

I chased the moon’s reflection in a running stream

While all the stars in heaven

Were standing there so still

I just keep on running and I’m half way up the hill

I see the crowd and the finish line

I see the day when the prize is mine

It maybe crazy the dream that I swear

The clouds are all behind me

The wind’s in my hair

And then I see your lovely face

Pay no attention to the odds I face

I’m running from the outside

I wasn’t born to fail

I’m taking the inside rail