My Desert

I’m walking in my desert

With my tired heart and soul

Would you give me some water

Or let me die in your arms

The sun is so boiling that

I’m nearly nearly dry

The sun is so boiling that

I’m nearly nearly dry

I’m walking in my desert

With my tired heart and soul

Would you give me some water

Or let me die in your arms

The sun is so boiling that

I’m nearly nearly dry

The sun is so boiling that

I’m nearly nearly dry

da dala dada la dala