You must be dreaming, Or going out of your mind There’s no way of changing, The world over night Maybe you need to recover, From all the things you’ve been through Maybe you need to discover, That it ain’t much left to do
Ride, ride, ride on wings of tomorrow Ride, ride, ride to change the world
You feel sorry for the nations of 1984 And it cuts you like a razor Cause you’ve seen it all before
You’ve seen one war after another So many lifer on the line You must take care of one another Or it’s the end of timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.