This love is like a raging lionnIt's a heart of goldnThat's given you a place to go.nYou try so hard to make it on your ownnYou've got to understand I'm making myself known.nnCome back to the airwaves, burn the ashesnRaise the grave up to the sun.nSing of Me, sing of My lovenLike a bullet from a gun SHOT through the airwaves.nBANG, BANGnRaise the dead.nSing of Me, sing of My lovenLike a bullet from a gun.nnIt's time for me to bring the black backnAnd capture the songs and take them to the streets.nIf we can sing it loud, we might just see it nownWe've got to shake the world, we've got to lift our voice.nnCome back. Oh - Come back.