Yeah Still life is overrated Burn-out factor is part of the game Life should be an adventure Anything else is a crying shame People gather round to see Day by day, just what he's gonna be He's here, he's gone He's moving on What do you expect the boy to do? He's just a fire burning A storm passing through Proceed with caution He's a man in motion Hard to say when the motion began Big town dreams in a, small town man Some days peace of mind Is all you hope to find Folks back home wouldn't understand Moving town to town, band to band You say someday you're gonna stop But they keep moving the finish line What do you expect the boy to do? He's just a fire burning A storm passing through Proceed with caution He's a man in motion His life has been a race Love of the game, thrill of the chase It's only eight seconds But you live for the ride What do you expect the boy to do? What do you expect the boy to do? He's just a fire burning A storm passing through Proceed with caution, yeah I said proceed with caution I said proceed with caution He's a man in motion