WE'LL BE CRYING FOR MERCY, WE'LL BE CRYING OUT LOUD, BURN THE BRIDGES IN OUR TOWN TILL' THE POINT WHERE WE DROWN
AS IT ALL COMES DOWN (AGAIN)
AS IT ALL COMES DOWN (AGAIN)
AS IT ALL COMES DOWN AGAIN, TO THE SOUND
THE SOUND OF WIND IS WHISPERING IN YOUR HEAD
CAN YOU FEEL IT COMING BACK?THROUGH THE WARMTH, THROUGH THE COLD, KEEP RUNNING TILL' WE'RE THERE
WE'RE COMING HOME NOW, WE'RE COMING HOME NOW
THE SOUND OF WIND IS WHISPERING IN YOUR HEAD
CAN YOU FEEL IT COMING BACKM
THROUGH THE WARMTH, THROUGH THE COLD, KEEP RUNNING TILL' WE'RE THERE