In a town where nothing changes
In this land of cold
Blazing snow keep falling
Diamonds burn to coal
In Wasteland
Wasteland
And I dream of horses
Captured by this wind
Sweeps my land in no time
And kills everything within
This wasteland
My own wasteland
Wasteland
Still I hear a heartbeat
Calling out for me
But I can't see no reason
Too burnt to be that free
And all I ever wanted
All I had to give
Was pretty much the same as
Your soft naked skin
It burns in wasteland
The cries from my hands
The shaking all over
The four leafed clover
We burn in wasteland
The cries from my hands
The shaking all over
The four leafed clover
Last night in your care
By tomorrow I'll be on my way
I'll think I'll follow the tracks from down by the station
To a city far from here
