Desert Rose that dances' in the heat of the sky'
I must pattern my life about you;
You can make the most when the waters run dry'
Look into the well deep inside you.
My Desert Rose'
Born are the few;
Always with me'
A vision of you.
Acrolith reflection' that floats through my dreams'
Arid is the dust underneath me;
Something far away' a mirage so it seems'
What I long to see' oh' could it be?
My Desert Rose'
Born are the few;
Always with me'
A vision of you.
My Desert Rose'
Born are the few;
Always with me'
A vision of you.
My Desert Rose'
Born are the few;
Always with me'
A vision of you.