كلمات Ride Like The Wind

A house made of cards and no time to run Unfolding the path before me Together with you and not making sense And slid from my grasp, that moment in time When everything stood to reason The clarity gone, I wait for my fate Black clouds gathering Wind, carry the word of my fate Ride, ride like the wind It's fanning my flame, too bright to be real It's burning my eyes to ashes I'm one with the steel, too bright to be real Black clouds gathering Wind, carry the word of my fate Ride, ride like the wind