Racing With Blinders On
Roine Stolt
Don't you let this mad world rob you
Don't let it take away the sheen
Don't let the sadness grow and grab you
Don't let it take away that dream
For he who cannot hide
His envy and his pride
The curse of black and white
For those who cannot see the stripes
So the zebra cannot hide
The weight of lonely lies
So the zebra cannot hide
And the lion doesn't sleep tonight
