Calling #3
Power beneath my feet That only I control I'm in the drivers seat We have one lap to go Now my son is ahead And that tells me it's time That I pass on the torch To his hands from mine Going into turn four I am seeing a glow Wow It is an angel Heavens calling me home I have a job to do I'm told I made the team I have to go right now To receive my new wings By Dwayne Clark
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