Chasing Bowling Dreams (Frame By Frame)

We lace our shoes, the neon gleams Tonight we're chasing bowling dreams Twelve strikes perfect, every frame Three hundred points, the flawless game We start with focus, hearts alight The ball spins true, a streak of light Pins scatter, crash a strike, it's clear Our cheers erupt, the goal feels near Frame by frame, we roll with care Tension rising in the air But then, a slip, the dreaded fall A wayward toss a gutter ball The silence thick, our spirits sink We mutter curses, pause to think One simple miss, all hope undone And yet, the game's not overrun We pick it up, we laugh, we shout The fun's the thing, there's no real doubt Strike or gutter, win or lose What matters most is who we choose To share the lanes, the highs and lows With friends beside us, anything goes So we bowl on, no perfect aim But still, we're winning just the same