On a race to nowhere On a crazy ride Fight the fire with fire Searching for the light Land without borders Like the promise land We are tired of scouting So come give us a hand Aiming for perfection But we're losing sight Now all the angels are gone It's not so right It's not so right We're all getting older Reaching out to GOD! How much more we'll get along How much more we will try We'll be questioning everything Till the end of time On a race to nowhere On a crazy ride Now all the angels are gone It's not so right We're all getting older Reaching out to GOD! We're all getting older Reaching out to GOD! We're all alike As we are One. We're all getting older Reaching out to GOD!