Desert Rose

Desert Rose that dances, in 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. Don't fade away. Don't fade away