snow on the sahara

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Only tell me that you
still want me here
when you wander off out there
to those hills of dust
and hard winds that blow
in that dry white ocean alone
But to stand with you in a ring of fire
I’ll forget the days gone by
I’ll protect your body and guard your soul
from mirage in your sight
If you hopes scatter like
the dust across your track
I’ll be the moon that
shines on your path
the sun may blind our eyes,
I’ll pray the skies above
for snow to fall
on the Sahara
If that’s the only place
where you can leave your doubts
I’ll hold you up
and be your way out
and if we burn away,
I’ll pray the skies above
for snow to fall
on the Sahara

…

Anggun