Ride the Wind

Hearts of fire Ooh, streets of stone Modern warriors Saddle iron horses of chrome Taste the wild, lick the wind Like something they never saw before Their jaws dropping to the floor Steel made of soul and sin And rebels born without a care And the day he listens Only to fly where eagles dare And the night she whispers Ride the wind Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun Ride the wind Never coming back again Ride the wind Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun Painted flesh Loyalty Humble pride Just as far as an eye could see Stories told Two old friends, yeah Of battle scars and lonely bars And nights the rain wouldn't end Here's to withered eyes wearing gypsy smiles And the day he listens Here's to lovely ladies and a million miles And the night she whispers Ride the wind Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun Ride the wind Never coming back again Ride the wind I'm still the bravest soul in sin, burning 'til the night is done Of all the truths and lies And stories of riders in the sky Only the bravest try Where eagles and angels dare to fly Ride the wind Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun Ride the wind Never coming back again Ride the wind Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun Ride the wind Never coming back again Ride the wind Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun Ride the wind Never coming back again Ride the wind Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun