Ride the Wind - Live

Hearts of fire
 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 till 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