Desert Rose
I dream of rainI dream of gardens in the desert sandI wake in painI dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of fireThose dreams are tied to a horse that will never tireAnd in the flamesHer shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert roseEach of her veils, a secret promiseThis desert flowerNo sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
And as she turnsThis way she moves in the logic of all my dreamsThis fire burnsI realize that nothing's as it seems
I dream of rainI dream of gardens in the desert sandI wake in painI dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of rainI lift my gaze to empty skies aboveI close my eyesThis rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love
I dream of rainI dream of gardens in the desert sandI wake in painI dream of love as time runs through my hand
Sweet desert roseEach of her veils, a secret promiseThis desert flowerNo sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Sweet desert roseThis memory of Eden haunts us allThis desert flowerThis rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall