Testi
Once in every lifetime, the desert comes to life, you have to see it for yourself, to learn
the value and the price.
The monsoon comes, growing dreams, and leaves them there to die, with nothing but a feeling
that can make a cactus cry.
I started out a humble seed, underneath the burning ground, and now I'm just a tumbleweed,
out here drifting all around.
Searching for a love like yours, to wash away the pain, it's like waiting on a hundred year end.
Now sometimes I hate you, for loving me that hard, I didn't know what I was missing, until
you rained down on my heart, and I would have been just fine, among those scorpions and
Searching for a love like yours, to wash away the pain, it's like waiting on a hundred year
end.
Coming down to reach you, I'll never be the same, just knowing the potential, and I sure
Searching for a love like yours, to wash away the pain, it's like waiting on a hundred year
end.
It's like waiting on a hundred year end.
Written by: Dee White, Erin Enderlin, Hadlie Jo Pritchard
