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