On the hills behind the Dead Sea
There is a wonder
You were my love from the Holy City

And you were gonna take me there

But I had a change of heart


Now, years later
That wonder has become a symbol

A promise of a world that is safe
Because it isn't real
It is its own dream

Like a destination without the journey
Or like a prize without the fight


It seems that this red rose rock
That I only know from pictures
Has been carved out of pure love

That I only know from books

And it outlives us

There in the valley

Being its own timeless dream

Red and rose

Sometimes the truth is mild and simple

Not a flood or a big wave, just a ripple
So you stir it up
Cause for some reason

You want it to wash over you

The truth is

The memory of you fades
And the wonder, it's still there
Untouched, unseen

And stark as ever

Oh Stephany

Why do we always need a mystery
Why can't we see a little history
Before it's much too late

Oh Stephany
I'm only letting this wash over me
Before you fade away