Can you feel the spirit of a pleasant rain And do you hear the flute of the summer sun What would you do, if the light was taken away So let me take you back through the days Cold war legacy of hostility in the 80's Lies in hibernation in a concrete bed Somewhere in Russia, somewhere in Siberia Missiles aging on forgotten ground The clock is running fast, and every day goes on again We're lying on the grass, all in a daze Remember the past, may the times not come back again As long as we can run, we will go our way When the clocks return to zero We're gonna figure it out We will face the facts It's the end of the millennium Do you see the future's end to come And do you know what may lie ahead Will time be in the mood to save the day Will time stop counting to take our breath