© 2010 Mark Cote
Dreaming skyward, on a desert night
Thoughts of a love he used to know
The old chain he wears around his neck
is there so he never forgets
as he walks on the sand
Weathered face, weathered hands
(chorus) Desert nights calling
To her melody
as we danced inside a dream
perfume soothing, with two hearts moving in time
Eternal love your heart and mine
medicine man, dispensing love to all those around
giving hope inspiring, save some for you
his inner light burns so bright
on this journey through his night
who is he, he is me
(chorus)
(spoken) my sweet love, I'll be with you, at journey's end, lost in time
(chorus)
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