you only feel free on a
b-r-o-o-m
And you race into the air
p...p...p
u...u...u
and
(away)
the whistle bLows and you are free
searching for your teammates
and a little red
q(t)u(r)a(i)f(f)f(l)e(e)
to pass and *keep* passing
because your job is to chase and *keep* chasing
(sometimes you wonder -
what is it that you are chasing
and will you ever find it
and does scoring enough goals
ever really replace the hard work
It takes to seek -
and sometimes to find?)
you score a goal
the crowd goes wild
a smile
s...p...r...e...a...d...s
across your face
and you pump a fist in the air
and you take a lap around the field
and it's from up there you realize
the Snitch has been caught
the game is over
the Cheering is for Gryffindor
but it isn't for you
(It's never for you, darling,
because you chase and keep chasing
but never ever find)
who Are you
to chase and *keep* chasing
to wish and *keep* wishing
that you could be the one to seek
the one who sometimes finds
that maybe one day
the
((applause))
will be for you?