Fred Lorz Was a Genius

Yes, I am out of breath

But that’s because I’m still running.

Please don’t misunderstand though,

I’m no longer running from you

I’m running toward something greater

There is a horizon I need to sprint through

There is a second wind pushing me to move

I can not afford to look back

So even when my legs are sore, I’ll keep running

So even when I feel unlovable, I’ll keep loving