National Team

The national team

The national team

There's people my age that play for the national team

The national team

The national team

There's people my age that play for the national team

The rhythm of life is one that's hard to grasp

I'm clapping out of time, but I want it to last

Once full to the brim was my half glass

But now the flag we fly, it's hanging at half mast

The national team

The national team

There's people my age that play for the national team

The national team

The national team

There's people my age that play for the national team

But don't pity the runner-up

For he was just trying his best

While silver ups his medication

And gold, he beats his chest

If life's a competition

Then we can't be the winners

This manual that I own

It's written for beginners

If life's a competition

Then we can't be the winners

This manual that I own

It's written for beginners

The national team

The national team

There's people my age that play for the national team

The national team

The national team

There's people my age that play for the national team

And everything I wanted, it's only a dream

Yet there's people my age that play for the national team

And everything I wanted, it's only a dream

Yet there's people my age that play for the national team