(Gary Moore)

We used to stand on the corner of the street,
Watching the world go by
Movin' on when the cops came along,
Looking 'em in the eye

Young guys with stars in their eyes,
Trying to make ends meet
Young guys with stars in their eyes,
Dancin' to the beat

Running wild,
We were livin' on dreams
Running wild,
Nothing's what it seems
Running wild

(Holy show - show - show)

The Alley Cats on a Saturday night,
A rumble without a warning
Woodbines and a bottle of wine,
And no school in the morning

Hot stuff, we acted so tough,
We knew how to take a heed
Paying the dues by singing the blues,
And dancin' to the beat

Running wild,
We were livin' on dreams
Running wild,
Nothing's what it seems
Running wild,
We were livin' on dreams
Running wild,
Nothing's what it seems

Just like an ocean in motion,
Sometimes you go too far
Then just to drop in the ocean,
Crash and burn like a shooting star

Young guys with stars in their eyes,
Just trying to make ends meet
Young guys with stars in their eyes,
Dancin' to, dancin' to the beat

Running wild,
We were livin' on dreams
Running wild,
Nothing's what it seems

Running wild,
We were livin' on dreams
Running wild,
Nothing's what it seems

Running wild,
We were livin' on dreams
Running wild,
Nothing's what it seems

Running wild,
We were livin' on dreams
Running wild,
Nothin', nothin', nothing's what it seems