Mark King - Keep Climbing

Remember the days
No worries just a high school haze
I got paid
We'd pool the money and split for a day

All my friends would be there counting castles in the blue
All sweet dreamers making everything come true
Summer was a paradise for lovers of the new
And you couldn't see tomorrow when the sand was calling you, yeah

Now I know it never could have been this way
I'm sure my mind is playing tricks on me
Thank God that looking back it seems OK
I don't think I could carry on

Keep Climbing
Keep Climbing