Testo di Flight Of The Wild Geese

Sad are the eyes Yet no tears The flight of the wild geese Brings a new hope Rescued from all this Old friends And those newly found What chance to make it last When there's danger all around And reason just ups and disappears Time is running out So much to be done Tell me what more What more What more can we do There were promises made Plans firmly laid Now madness prevails Lies fill the air What more What more What more can we do What chance to make it last What more What more can we do