Every time it seems I've gained an inch,
I fall back another foot
Every time I feel like I'm on a roll again,
I get stuck down in a rut

Why is it like this?
Why can't it be easy?
All I want to do is fly,
touch the blue sky, light and breezy

But I'll just soldier on,
keep marching down the road,
Just keep going on,
even when it rains and I bear my heavy load
I'll just soldier on