This Is Where I Belong

The pounding of shoes on cement,
the cool breeze on my face,
The sound of swing chains being clinked,
This is where I belong

The sweat dripping from tired bodies,
The pain filling me,
I\'m tired, but I cannot stop,
This is where I belong

I concentrate on my goal,
All other thoughts have left my mind,
nothing else matters right now,
This is where I belong

I shoot the ball,
through the net it goes,
a smile creeps across my face
This is where I belong