歌词
Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face
With stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space
To be where I have been
Sit with elders of the gentle race
This world is seldom seen
Talk of days for which they sit and wait
And all will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace
The sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear
Woh, woh
All I see turns to brown
As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where I've been
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
Like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place
Yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon
I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June
When movin' through Kashmir
When I'm on, when I'm on my way
When I see, when I see the way, you stay
Dooh dooh dooh dooh dooh dooh dooh
Dooh dooh dooh dooh dooh dooh dooh