Let the hand of fate come down on me
let the wild wind blow and let the spirit run free
and if the tables turn and the illusion shatters
I'll put my head in the sand, my dreams in tatters
You can walk outside, turn left or right
you can cross the street or head off into the night
and if the fire burns and the heart beats true
you can ride the tiger before the tiger rides you
and if you think that it might be too late
and if you think that love won't conquer hate
is this the hand of fate
I see a hero up with his h**ne
they'd like to change the world but the world's gonna win
so they pay lip-service to all the best ideals
and they know how frustration feels
and if you think that it might be too late
and if you think that love won't conquer hate
is this the hand of fate