Caravanserai
This glancing life is like a morning starA setting sun, or rolling waves at seaA gentle breeze or lightning in a stormA dancing dream of all eternity
The sand was shimmering in the morning lightAnd dancing off the dunes so far awayThe night held music so sweet, so longAnd there we lay until the break of day
We woke that morning at the onward callOur camels bridled up, our howdahs fullThe sun was rising in the eastern skyJust as we set out to the desert’s cry
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
The tents grew smaller as we rode awayOn earth that tells of many passing daysThe months of peace and all the years of warThe lives of love and all the lives of fears
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
We crossed the river beds all etched in stoneAnd up the mighty mountains ever knownBeyond the valleys in the searing heatUntil we reached the caravanserai
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to youCalling, yearning, pulling, home to you
What is this life that pulls me far awayWhat is that home where we cannot resideWhat is that quest that pulls me onwardMy heart is full when you are by my side
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to youCalling, yearning, pulling, home to you