| Song | On And On |
| Artist | Jorn |
| Album | Unlocking The Past |
| A kiss of the wind when the spirits let fly | |
| To the coldness of the sun | |
| I’ve got no place to hide nowhere to run | |
| When the wind gets high and the mountains sigh | |
| I’ve got to get back home | |
| The wind don’t wait for no one no one at all | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on | |
| Look behind the window winter’s come | |
| Blood on the streets when the black skies shout | |
| And the people cry no more | |
| Dreams just fade away reality’s sore | |
| The only crime is in fate | |
| Can’t think can’t relate | |
| Illusion seized his mind | |
| The key to all the answers locked in his eyes | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on | |
| Look behind the window winter’s come... oh yeah | |
| A kiss of the wind when the spirits let fly | |
| To the coldness of the sun | |
| I’ve got no place to hide nowhere to run | |
| When the wind gets high and the mountains sigh | |
| I’ve got to get back home | |
| The wind don’t wait for no one no one at all | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on | |
| Look behind the window winter’s come | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on |
| A kiss of the wind when the spirits let fly | |
| To the coldness of the sun | |
| I' ve got no place to hide nowhere to run | |
| When the wind gets high and the mountains sigh | |
| I' ve got to get back home | |
| The wind don' t wait for no one no one at all | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on | |
| Look behind the window winter' s come | |
| Blood on the streets when the black skies shout | |
| And the people cry no more | |
| Dreams just fade away reality' s sore | |
| The only crime is in fate | |
| Can' t think can' t relate | |
| Illusion seized his mind | |
| The key to all the answers locked in his eyes | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on | |
| Look behind the window winter' s come... oh yeah | |
| A kiss of the wind when the spirits let fly | |
| To the coldness of the sun | |
| I' ve got no place to hide nowhere to run | |
| When the wind gets high and the mountains sigh | |
| I' ve got to get back home | |
| The wind don' t wait for no one no one at all | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on | |
| Look behind the window winter' s come | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on | |
| Moves on and on and on and on and on |