You must be dreaming,
Or going out of your mind.
There's no way of changing
The world over one night.
Maybe you need to recover,
From all the things you've been through.
Maybe you need to discover
That it ain't much left to do.
Ride, ride, ride the wings of tomorrow.
Ride, ride, ride to change the world.
You feel sorry for the nation of 1984
And it cuts you like a razor.
'Cause you've seen it all before.
You've seen one war after another
So many lifes on the line.
You must take care of one another
Or it's the end of time.