The Riddle (Alternative Mix Radio Edit)

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground.
Where an old man of iron goes around and around.
And his mind he's a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never
never fight over you.

Near a tree by a river
Where an old man of iron
And his mind he's a beacon
For a strange kind of fashion

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground.
Where an old man of iron goes around and around.
And his mind he's a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never
never fight over you.

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground.
Where an old man of iron goes around and around.
And his mind he's a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never
never fight over you.



Credits
Writer(s): Nik Kershaw
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