Watch the skies for signs or planes Same old bad news again today Just a thousand ways to make torture sound polite From H. Block to Springbok Tell me when does the beating stop I'm not prepared to just sit And watch again tonight Here it comes Here it comes Here it comes We have a dream There's no use fighting it Burning burning bright Dreams can come true If you put your mind to it And you've been tucked up alright It's burning burning bright Oh don't put out the lights From Moscow to Monterey Maine to Mexico It's hard to hear what the people say It's like they've one foot in their mouoths And the other in their graves From H. Block to Springbok Tell me when do the beating stop? Are you prepared to just stand And watch again tonight? Here it comes Here it comes Here it comes We have a dream There's no use fighting it Burning burning bright Dreams can come true If you put your mind to it And you've been tucked up alright Burning burrrrnnning bright Here it comes Here it comes Here it comes We have a dream There's no use fighting it It's burning burning bright Dreams can come true If you put your mind to it And you've been tucked up alright You're burning burning bright So don't put out the lights!