It's the vast desert you see.
And there is just one bee.
Only sand and sand.
No noise like a band.


A cold breeze blows on your face.
You walk in a slow pace.
Soon the sun will set.
But you will never become wet.


In the sandy desert there is no rain.
And you will feel faint.
Prickly cactuses grow.
You have no boat to row.


There is no water it is really dry.
You will always wonder why?
Because there is a sun and it's hot.
It's not easy to even find a ***.


It's rare to find an oasis.
When you see one you feel like your life is saved.
Your heart has smiles.
But a fear to see no oasis again after this one for a thousand miles.



You can hear a sound of a wind chime.
And there is no use of a dime.
This is the story to the sands of time