Oh let the sun beat down upon my face
And stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space

To be where I have been
T' sit with elders of the gentle race
This world has seldom seen

Th' talk of days for which they sit and wait
All will be revealed


Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace
Whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate

The story was quite clear
Whoa-oh, whoa-wa-oh


Oooh, oh baby, I been flyin'
Lord, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin'
Oh, oooh yes, I've been flyin'

Mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin'

Oh, all I see turns to brown

As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this wasted land

Trying to find, tryin' to find where I beeeeeuhoaoh

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace

Like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place
Yellow desert stream

My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon
Will return again
Sure as the dust that floats b'hind you

When movin' through Kashmir

Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails

Across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
'Long the straits of fear

Whaoh, whaoh
Whaoh-oh, oh


Ohhhh

Well, when I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah

When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah

Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, yes

Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there


Oh, oh, come on, come on
Oh, let me take you there
Let me take you there

Whoo-ooh, yeah-yeah, whoo-ooh, yeah-yeah, let me take you