Lletres: The Frames. Races.

If I win some races, it don't mean that I'm fastest
It don't mean that I'm better than anyone
And if I ride some horses with great speed over courses
It'll be 'cause you waited for me at the line

'Cause for you I would win
And for you I would trust myself
And for you I would throw away
And abandon all glory and fame to the wind

'Cause I never left you
And you never let me go, oooh no

And if I had the glory, I'd share it out gladly
And deflect all the limelight
Not let it get in your eyes
So come walk beside me for the end of this story
And I'll let you go gently among your own kind

'Cause for you I would win
And for you I would trust myself
And for you I would throw away
And abandon all glory and fame to the wind

'Cause I never left you
And you never let me go, oooh no