For those days I yearn... When we did not count the blessings we earn... when our own sorrow was to learn.
Take me from the desert... Where the loudest sound is our pounding heart.. We'll meditate and catch the stars... We'll make our own art.
Take me to a land far far away, where they don't count the hours of day... Where our souls can frolic as they pray.
Take me to your soul ... Where the forest echoes at dawn... where the sea waves never brown, where the unity always has a crown.
Take me from the desert... Where the loudest sound is our pounding heart.. We'll meditate and catch the stars... We'll make our own art.
Take me to a land far far away, where they don't count the hours of day... Where our souls can frolic as they pray.
Take me to your soul ... Where the forest echoes at dawn... where the sea waves never brown, where the unity always has a crown.