Up Against The Wind - Christopher Young

Day after Day seems like I push against the clouds

They just keep blocking out the sun

It seems since I was born

I’ve wakened every blessed morning

Down on my luck and up against the wind

Don’t you stop, don’t you run, don’t you cry

You’ll do fine, you’ll be good, you’ll get by

Night after night seems like I rage against the moon

But it don’t ever light the dark

I curse the falling rain

But it won’t stop for my complaining

Down on my luck and up against the wind

Don’t you stop, don’t you run, don’t you cry

You’ll do fine, you’ll be good, you’ll get by

Swimming against the tide and striking the indifferent air

I’m swinging with empty hands

Driving that empty dream

Mmmm

Day after Day I fend myself against heat

But it don’t ever cool the breeze

Don’t you stop, don’t you run, don’t you cry