Marching Again

On a flight through the night
There's no sleep at midnight hour
But I'm eased, heading east
And I cannot wait to hit the stage

That's what I'm born for
And that's where I live
It's where I belong

The favored few are marching again
Destined for spreading the word
Time's on our side and the worlds' greatest fans
Are feeding the flame of our hearts

Another flight through the night
And no sleep at midnight hour
Had a blast in the west
But the time has come to fly back home

That's what I'm came from
And that's where I go
It's where I belong

The favored few are marching again
Destined for spreading the word
Time's on our side and the worlds' greatest fans
Are feeding the flame of our hearts

There's always someone
Who is bitching and shouting
Rambling and tramping
Intruding and crowling

We came to spread the word
No matter what they're saying
Over and over, always, forever

The favored few are marching again
Destined for spreading the word
Time's on our side and the worlds' greatest fans
Are feeding the flame of our hearts
With our hearts



Credits
Writer(s): Ralf Scheepers, Magnus Karlsson, Mat Sinner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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