Toussaint, Grey, First Live in Death lyrics

Racing up and down the halls Footsteps echo off the walls Summertime is here again I'm not thinking of the friends I'll leave behind No one wants to be the last one home Bell rings out at 3 o'clock I fly out of the starting block I may be small but I've got speed Trail of sparks behind my feet No one wants to be the last one home Racing up and down the halls Footsteps echo off the walls Summertime is here again I'm not thinking of the friends I left behind