I am a raptor who loves to run
I wonder where I will end up
I hear the roars of my prey
I see them in the distance
I want to taste the meat of my feast
I am a raptor who loves to run

I pretend to be big and strong
I feel the wind in face
I touch the tree with my mark
I worry of other hunters
I cry out my name to let them know
I am a raptor who loves to run

I understand that I am small
I say to myself pretend to be big
I dream of ruling the dinosaurs
I try and try again
I hope to find a way to say
I am a raptor who loves to run