Ride Like The Wind
A house made of cards and no time to runUnfolding the path before meTogether with you and not making sense
And slid from my grasp, that moment in timeWhen everything stood to reasonThe clarity gone, I wait for my fate
Black clouds gatheringWind, carry the word of my fate
Ride, ride like the wind
It's fanning my flame, too bright to be realIt's burning my eyes to ashesI'm one with the steel, too bright to be real
Black clouds gatheringWind, carry the word of my fate
Ride, ride like the wind