yes, yes
oooh, oh baby, baby, i been cryin´
ohhhhhhhhhhhh, there´s no denyin´, there´s no denyin´
oooh yes, baby baby, i´ve been flyin´, oh yeah
lord, mama, ain´t no denyin´, no denyin´, no denyin´
here´s another one to ya
all i see turns to brown
as the sun burns the ground
and my eyes fill with sand
as i scan this wasted land
tryin´ to find now, where i been, yeah
pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
like thoughts inside a dream
who heed the path that led me to that place
yellow desert screen
my shangri-la beneath the summer moon
i will return again
sure as the dust that floats high in june
when movin´ through kashmir
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