No more waiting round for a sign/It’s my life, it’s mine/Livin’ life/It’s a joyride
With the race in full swing, she hits the throttle with everything she’s got. The beat is hot on her back, and it’s propelling her forward with grit and determination. The sense of urgency is tempered by resounding jubilation; she’s enjoying every moment of her life because deep inside she knows that it could end at any moment. The thought lingers and transforms her into something more.