Watch the skies for signs or planes
Same old bad news again today
It's just a thousand ways to make torture sound polite
From H. Block to Springbok-bok-bok
Tell me when does the beating stop
I'm not prepared to just sit and watch again tonight
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes!
We have a dream
There's no use fighting it
It's burning burning bright
Dreams can come true
If you put your mind to it
And you've been tucked up alright
Burning burning bright
Burning burning bright
Oh, don't put out the lights
From Moscow to Monterey, Maine to Mexico
Its hard to hear what the people say
It's like they've one foot in their mouths and the other in their graves
From H. Block to Springbok-bok-bok
Tell me when do the beating stop
Are you prepared to just stand and watch again tonight?
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes!
We have a dream
There's no use fighting it
Burning burning bright
Dreams can come true
If you put your mind to it
And you've been tucked up alright
Burning, buuuuuuuuuurning bright
Burning burning bright
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes!
Yes we have a dream
There's no use fighting it
Burning burning bright
Dreams can come true
If you put your mind to it
And you've been tucked up alright
Burning burning bright
Bur-bur-bur...burning burning bright
So don't put out the lights!
