Here is a story that I need to tell
About the dear good friend we all know so well
In every city street he might cross your way
No need to believe, but he causes hate and pain
Mean voices and no angels have twisted his head
The joker lied and you’re among the living dead
Riding on the wind — Hey! Hey!
What you’re living for?
Riding on the wind — Hey! Hey!
Your life without a cause
Riding on the wind — Hey! Hey!
What you’re fighting for?
Riding on the wind!
You’re coming home
You’re coming home
Lucy skies and the diamond stories to be told
«We turn away» is the tale and secret in us all
You’re the one who makes the choice
If you love it — need it — hate it — yeah!
Turn the page and see, we’re still standing here
Mean voices and no angels have twisted his head
The joker lied and you’re among the living dead
Riding on the wind — Hey! Hey!
What you’re living for?
Riding on the wind — Hey! Hey!
Your life without a cause
Riding on the wind — Hey! Hey!
What you’re fighting for?
Through white deserts and its sands
Riding on the wind!
You’re coming home. You’re coming home.
You’re coming home