In a fans place but we were almost hand in hand
Stride in stride, I was with you not by your side
But there was no finish, well not one we wanting to come
But I stayed with you until the race was done
My friend, my buddy, brother with no blood
To watch you end the race, made me swell up
Return to sender, I'm a man so I refuse to cry
Just a shame gender ain't known to the eye
So we ran the hurdles and jumped the fence
But your finish, signalled the end to our events
