Besedila: Alice Smith. Desert Song.

The time has come for me to start packing
I?m folding the shores of my life into valises
I can?t stand this desert heat no more
I?m going away, I?m going away

I?ve waited to long to catch your signal
I counted the numbers, the letters, the days
Something tells me you?re, you?re not coming
I?ve got to go away, I?m going away

Now I?m writing you a letter and I?m making it long
Now I?m breathing, and I?m bleeding, and the pages are torn
Now I?m writing you to tell you I may go missing and lost
The sand covers my face

My mama say life is for living
If you?re unhappy honey go out and reinvent
The desert is good, the desert is dark
I?ve got to go away, Said I?m going away

Now I?m writing you a letter and I?m making it long
Now I?m breathing, and I?m bleading, and the pages are torn
Now I?m writing you to tell you I may go missing and lost
The sand covers my face

The sand covers my face

(Thanks to Sabrina for these lyrics)