Written by: Ben Bledsoe & Marc Terenzi/
Richie Supa/ John Merchant

All my life I tried to do things my way
Didn't matter if it's wrong or right
Chasing dreams we were racing toward
the light
Runnin' strong on the open high way
Drop the top on a friday night
The radio plays the sound track to
my life

We were young
So afraid of what we might become
Tryin' to find where it is that we belong

(Chorus)
Comin' up ... livin' life my way
Up ... workin' each day
Step by step reachin' for a dream
It hurts so bad it'll make you scream
Comin' up

Lonely nights seem to take forever
Another city like the one before
It's crazy livin' but we just keep wanting
more
Everyday brings a new horizon
Another mountain that we have to climb
On the stage we can leave it all behind

Here we are
Caught up in the star maker machine
On the run tryin' hard to live our dream

(Chorus)

Comin' up ... gonna make it all pay off in
every way
If you give in then your outta luck
Just don't look back and you'll find
Yourself comin' up