Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and     , to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has        
   talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting     , whose sounds      my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.
Oh, I been      ... mama, there ain't no denyin'
I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no      '
  I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the     
  my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted   
     to find,      to find where I've been.
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like        inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert     
       -       the      moon, I will return    
   as the dust that floats high and true, when     '       kashmir.
Oh,      of the four winds, fill my     , across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of   
  .
   I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh,    -   , when I'm down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you    
  me take you there. let me take you there
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