Sand Lyrics - Lisa Germano

Young woman, share your fire with me 

My heart is cold, my soul is free 

I am a stranger in your land 

A wandering man, call me sand 

Oh sir, my fire is very small 

It will not warm thy heart at all 

But thee may take me by the hand 

Hold me, and i'll call thee sand 

Young woman, share your fire with me 

My heart is cold, my soul is free 

I am a stranger in your land 

Wandering, call me sand 

At night when stars light up my sky 

Oh sir, i dream my fire is high 

Oh, taste these lips sir if you can 

Wandering man, i'll call thee sand 

Oh sir, my fire is burning high 

If thee should stop sir, i would die 

The shooting star has crossed my land 

Wandering man, she whispered... Sand (sand) 

Young woman shared her fire with me 

Now warms herself with memories 

I was a stranger in her land 

A wandering man, she called me sand 

He was a stranger in my land 

A wandering man 

She called me 

Sand