Kashmir

Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face

With stars to fill my dream

I am a traveller of both time and space

To be where I have been

Sit with elders of a gentle race

This world has seldom seen

Who talk of days for which they sit and wait

All will be revealed

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace

Sounds caress my ear

Though not a word I heard could I relate

The story was quite clear

Whoa-oh-oh

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh

Ooh-ooh

Oh baby, I've been flying

No, yeah

Mama there

Ain't no denying

Oh

Ooh-ooh, yeah

I've been flying

Mama, Mama

Ain't no denying

No denying, no

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

Trying to find where I've been, oh

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace

Like thoughts inside a dream

Here's the path that led me to that place

Yellow desert stream

My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon

I will return again

Sure as the dust that blows high in June

When movin' through Kashmir

Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails

'Cross the sea of years

With no provision but an open face

Along the straits of fear

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh

Whoa-oh, oh

But, when I'm on

When I'm on my way, yeah

When I see

When I see the way to stay, yeah

Ooh-ooh, yeah-ee-yeah

Ooh-ooh, yeah-ee-yeah

But I'm down, yeah

Ooh-ooh, yeah-ee-yeah

Ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah

When I'm down, so down

Ooh, my baby

Ooh-ooh, my baby, let me take you there

Oh, oh, come on

Come on

Oh, let me take you there

Let me take you there

Ooh-ooh, yeah-ee-yeah

Whoo-ooh, yeah-ee-yeah

Let me take you there