Nothing is going to stop me

Sharp, biting wind on a January morning

Nothing is going to stop me

Out of shape, tired legs

Nothing is going to stop me

Doubters say I will never make it

Nothing is going to stop me

Soul is strong but the body is weak

Nothing is going to stop me

Graffiti has been erased from the walls

Nothing is going to stop me

Too many more miles to go

Nothing is going to stop me

 

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