Desert Song - Alice Smith

The time has come

For me to start packing in

I’m folding the shores of my life

Into valises

I can’t stand

This desert heat no more

I’m going away

I’m going away

I waited too long

To catch your signal

I counted the numbers, the letters, the days

Something tells me you’re

You’re not coming

I’ve got to go away

I’m going away

Now I’m writing you a letter

And I’m making it long

Now I’m breathing and I’m bleeding

And the pages are torn

Now I’m writing you to tell you

I may go missing and lost

The sand covers my face

The sand covers my face (covers my face)

The sand covers my face (covers my face)

(covers my face)

My mama said

«Life is for living

If you ain’t happy, honey

Go out and reinvent yourself»

The desert is good

The desert is dark

I’ve got to go away

Said I’m going away

Now I’m writing you a letter

And I’m making it long

Now I’m breathing and I’m bleeding

And the pages are torn

Yeah, I’m writing you to tell you

I may go missing and lost

The sand covers my face

The sand covers my face (covers my face)

The sand covers my face (covers my face)

The sand