On And On (live) by Michael Schenker Group
A kiss of the wind, then the spirits let fly to the coldness of sun
I got no place to hide, nowhere to run!
When the wind gets high and the mountains sigh
I've got to get back home
The wind don't wait for no one, no one at all
Moves on and on and on and on and on
Look behind the window winter's come
Blood on the streets, when the black skies shout
And then people cry no more
Dreams just fade away, realities soars
His crime is his fate can't think, can't relate illusions seized his mind
The key to all the answers are locked in his eyes!
Moves on and on and on and on and on
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