*** with our hands
and call it broken promised land
I heard the whispers on the wind
he told me how or this would endhey, our eye on the horizon
don't stop until it's gone
hey, our eye on the horizonand think alone now on our hearts
and give a peace recover every day
and we both fight and no one sees
that's free ourselves away from here
hey, our eye on the horizon
don't stop until it's gone
hey, our eye on the horizon
hey, our eye on the horizon
don't stop until it's gone
hey, our eye on the horizonhey,...hey,...
