It's been said be a poet better. Sealed with a smile and perfumed letter. It's been said by the painter's colours more brightly. It's been said but here it goes again, I love you.
Desert sands. Heart's homeland. 'Til you. . Flesh and bones. Made of stone. 'Til you. . Seasons never changed. Reasons never came. . So it feels so good to love.
Hold back your diamonds and pearls. 'Cause the attraction's no good to me. Hold back your California Girls. Your prescriptions and your limousines. Hold back your influential friends.
I couldn't sleep last night wondering where were you?. In your mind I mean. Why didn't you scream?. Though I say the wrong thing now and then. I still love you.
I have faith in these desolate times. A roar down the road of a rumbling war. I have faith in these desolate times. A chill from the eyes of a man of political skill.
(Spoken Intro). People. This is not a film. This is my song. Now pick up your shovel and. Dig. . I don't want to bring your Gods down babe. I don't want to bring your Gods down babe.