a kiss of the wind then the spirits let fly to the coldness of the sun i got no place to hide nowhere to run when the wind gets high and the mountains sigh i ve got to get back home the wind don t wait for no one no one at all moves on and on and on and on and on look behind the window winter s come blood on the streets when the black skies shout and then people cry no more dreams just fade away realities soars his crime is his fate can t think can t relate illusions seized his mind the key to all the answers are locked in his eyes moves on and on and on and on and on look behind the window winter s come a kiss of the wind then the spirits let fly to the coldness of sun i got no place to hide nowhere to run when the wind gets high and the mountains sigh i ve got to get back home the wind don t wait for no one no one at all moving on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on look behind wind is coming on on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on 