What do you want to beWhen you grow?
Rinks in my head
To live on in trivia
Oil the machine
Bruise new colour
We pioneer
So near yet so far
Fetched from where I stand
North and South mean as much to me
As East and West
It's official, it's official
The race is on
The race is on
Flew a plane once
Joining points on these great continents
Twin props climb so high
As the crow flies
Scribble me skies
I could be anywhere
And probably am
You captured the moment
And you ran to the line
It's official, it's official
The race is on
The race is on
Amelia (Amelia) Amelia
Ameila (Amelia) Amelia