Yeah
Still life is overrated
Burn-out factor is part of the game
Life should be an adventure
Anything else is a crying shame
People gather round to see
Day by day, just what he's gonna be
He's here, he's gone
He's moving on
What do you expect the boy to do?
He's just a fire burning
A storm passing through
Proceed with caution
He's a man in motion
Hard to say when the motion began
Big town dreams in a, small town man
Some days peace of mind
Is all you hope to find
Folks back home wouldn't understand
Moving town to town, band to band
You say someday you're gonna stop
But they keep moving the finish line
What do you expect the boy to do?
He's just a fire burning
A storm passing through
Proceed with caution
He's a man in motion
His life has been a race
Love of the game, thrill of the chase
It's only eight seconds
But you live for the ride
What do you expect the boy to do?
What do you expect the boy to do?
He's just a fire burning
A storm passing through
Proceed with caution, yeah
I said proceed with caution
I said proceed with caution
He's a man in motion
