The Prize

The prize is worth the working for The prize is worth the waiting for Waiting for years in the dirt and the tears is no compromise Stand up and fight for the right to be someone in others' eyes The popular sin of us all giving in won't reveal the prize The prize is worth the working for The prize is worth the waiting for Running up hills and the battle of wills used to wear you down The pressures of life used to cut like a knife at this humble clown The taunts and the jokes of the carnival chokes on your fearful cries The popular sin of us all giving in won't reveal the prize The prize is worth the working for The prize is worth the waiting for You were the proud believer Oh don't you want that pride again? The prize The prize is worth the working for The prize is worth the waiting for...