Victory Day - Tom Cochrane, Red Rider

She’s got her reasons, she’s got her pride

Though she’s beaten black and blue

One fine day she’ll be walking outside

She’ll turn to see what is true

Won’t draw no curtains, be hiding no way

On that Victory Day

She’s stuck it out, she’s hung in tough

She won’t be running away

He says it will change, but each time it does

It starts up all over again

He wants the thunder, the crashing of waves

The guts, the glory of victory parades

She says it just never happens that way

On that Victory Day

Victory Day, Victory Day

There’s no rockets flaring, there’s no loud display

If you walk with me we’ll get there someway

On that Victory Day

In the sun, walk by the water, in the sun

She says life isn’t big, not it’s kind of small

Made of small moments, they’re all strung together

If you don’t look out, you might miss them all

Then it’s just passed you on by like the weather

He wants that thunder and crashing of waves

The guts, the glory of victory parades

She says I’ll give you much more than you’ll take

On that Victory Day

Victory Day, Victory Day

There’s no rockets flaring, there’s no loud display

If you walk with me we’ll get there someway

On that Victory Day

And he’s gotten so close and he won’t let it fade

And the reasons still haunt you for the mistakes you made

She says let it go, 'cause it’s time for a change

But he’s still a little boy trapped between pages

Time to walk away from him

She said I’ll take you some place where I know it will change

Victory Day, Victory Day

There’s no rockets flaring, there’s no loud display

If you walk with me we’ll get there someway

On that Victory Day, on that Victory Day