your city is a desert to me
glass towers prick the sky
stars are crying
rude highways slit the land
flowers are dying
your city is a desert to me

your city is a desert to me
no lights show a hope
to warm a dark ghost
no routes reach a home
to lead a lost soul
your city is a desert to me
melt me with your sun of gold
bury me under your skin so cold
melt me with your sun of gold
bury me under your skin so cold

melt me with your sun of gold
bury me under your skin so cold
melt me with your sun of gold
bury me under your skin so cold
melt me with your sun of gold
bury me under your skin so cold