Out in the sahara is a dusty sea, shockingly,it's where you want to be, Instead of right here sitting with me, Another unexplained mystery.
Out there is a scorching heat, Amazingly, you desire the heat, Instead of here in my cozy seat, Another mind rending filth.
A warm embrace to you wouldn't do, Nor an unconditional love to you, But the pleasures that are untrue, That is sickening too.
on top of the mountain is lonely me, Dreaming that you will return to me, To rekindle our ecstasy, O, what a fantasy.
Though torn and broken, i still care for u. All because my love is true, only return and i'll reach out to you, For the value i still recognise in you.