Ride The Wind - Poison

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

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 the eye can see

Stories told

Two old friends

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

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

They say only the bravest try

Where eagles and angels dare to fly