When the world is ours
We can flee through the fields
With the blind and the healed 'cause it's our right
It's our time
We can fly through the windmills
And dine over the hills because it's alright
It's our time
Tonight
We will dance
Tonight
We will fly
Tonight
We will make a chance
Tonight
We will die
Bring the birth of the newbies
Bring the sound of the rain
Bring the sight of the babies
No more crying in pain
Bring the light of the moon
Bring the fright of the Man
Bring the end of all doom
Bring the meaning of 'I can'
'I can' when the world is ours
Tonight
We will burn
Tonight
We will shine
Tonight
Black will be white
Tonight
Everything will be fine
Tonight
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