Which way is up, he dont know
But knowin a way, he must go...
because he's chasin the perfect dream
One that consist of livin above his means

Now he's at a fork in the road
And bearing the expectations of family is a heavy load
Does he follow the mind and do whats safe?
Or to follow his heart for his soul's sake?

The poor boy never had a chance
So passionate, yet too scared to take a stance
Hoping all falls into place
And the pure love will equate to haste

Confused, he kneeled down and prayed beside his bed
Then his momma came to him and said
To triumph you must persist
Where there is fear, faith can not exist