You must be dreaming,
  Or going out of your mind
  There’s no way of changing,
  The world over 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 on wings of tomorrow
  Ride, ride, ride to change the world
  
  You feel sorry for the nations 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 lifer on the line
  You must take care of one another
  Or it’s the end of time