TITLE: WIND OF CHANGE

I follow the Moskva 
Down to Gorky Park 
Listening to the wind of change. 
An August summer night 
Soldiers passing by 
Listening to the wind of change. 
The world is closing in 
Did you ever think 
That we could be so close, like brothers? 
The future's in the air, 
I can feel it everywhere, 
Blowing with the wind of change. 
Take me to the magic of the moment 
On a glory night 
Where the children of tomorrow dream away 
in the wind of change. 
Walking down the street 
Distant memories 
Are buried in the past forever. 
I follow the Moskva 
Down to Gorky Park 
Listening to the wind of change 
Take me to the magic of the moment 
On a glory night 
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams 
With you and me 
Take me to the magic of the moment 
On a glory night 
Where the children of tomorrow dream away 
in the wind of change 

The wind of change 
Blows straight into the face of time 
Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell 
For peace of mind 
Let your balalaika sing 
What my guitar wants to say 
Take me to the magic of the moment 
On a glory night 
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams 
With you and me 
Take me to the magic of the moment 
On a glory night 
Where the children of tomorrow dream away 
in the wind of change