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.
To sit with elders of a gentle race this world has seldom seen.
Who talk of days for which they sit and wait
When all will be revealed.
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Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace
Sounds caress my ear.
Though not a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear.
Whoa-oh-hoh
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Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
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Oooh, oh, baby, I've been flyin'
No, yeah, mama cares, ain't no denyin'
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Oh, oooh yeah, I've been flyin'
Mama My, ain't no denyin', no denyin', no...
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Oh, all I see turns to brown
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As the sun burns the ground.
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And my eyes fill with sand
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As I scan this wasted land.
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Tryin' to find, tryin' to find where I've been, ah-ah, ah-ah...
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Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
Like thoughts inside a dream.
Heed the path that led me to that place with yellow desert stream.
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again.
Sure as the dust that blows high in June, when movin' through Kashmir.
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Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails
Across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
Along the straits of fear.
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh-hoh, oh, ohh
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Oh, when I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way you stay, yeah-eah
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Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I'm down, oh
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I'm down, so down...

Ooh, my baby, ooh, my baby, let me take you there...
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Oh, oh, come on, come on, oh, let me take you there...
Let me take you there, woo, yeah-yeah, woo, yeah-yeah
Let me take you there...