All the way from America, you're riding in to town

With your head in the Snowplains you hardly touched the ground



You tell me how its gonna be

You tell me how its gonna be



All the way from the badlands, you read between the lines

Reaching out for the sick hands, to all the tiny minds



You show me where you're gonna go

You show me where you're gonna go



Now is the day that we've been longing to start

They don't understand your point of view

Show me the way to drum the beat from your heart

And take all the pain you're going through



It's in the fields and the alleyways, its burning through the town

Crawling out from the subway, to turn up over ground



You tell me how its gonna be

You tell me how its gonna be



Well I believe in another way, that you couldn't understand

We'll see a chance in a new day and seize it from your hand



Don't tell me how its gonna be

Don't tell me how its gonna be



Now is the day that we've been longing to start

They don't understand your point of view

Show me the way to drum the beat from your heart

And take all the pain you're going through