Wind of Change sing and play along

(Whistle)

I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park,

that list'ning to the wind of change.

An August summer night,

can soldiers passing by,

I'm list'ning to the wind of change.

(Whistle)

The world is closing in.

Did you ever think

are we could be so close,

like broth

The future's in the air,

can feel it ev'rywhere.

I'm blowing with the wind of change.

Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night,

where the children of tomorrow dream away

in the wind of change.

Mmm.

Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night,

where the children of tomorrow dream away

in the wind of change.

The wind of change blows straight into the face of time,

like a storm wind that will ring the freedom bell for peace of mind.

Let your balalaika sing what my guitar wants to sing.

Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night,

where the children of tomorrow share their dreams

with you and me.

Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night,

where the children of tomorrow dream away

with you and me.

in the wind of change.

(Whistle)