Sand cutting into my burnt skin
Hot breeze drying my bones from within...

My life is a tree growing all alone
By a seed planted with rocks and stone...

My smile disappears when she leaves the room
I smell her pillow for that last scent of her...

Winding down the treacherous path
Deep inside the mountain full of wrath...

There is a story deep inside
I want to tell it but instead I hide...

Holding your hand and the touch of your skin
Shutting my eyes and just breathing you in...

How does love start, does it ever end
Can real lovers also be friends...

The waves were rough and I held on tight
The mist stung my eyes in the black of night...

I'm a slave to your love it's plain to see
I cherished my freedom until you found me...

Where can I go, what can I do
My mind is haunted by beautiful you...

I climb that mountain every day
I've looked for a path or an easier way...

All my life I've been alone
Searching for something to call my own...