Oh let the sun beat down upon my face

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face 
With stars to fill my dream. 
I am a traveler of both time and space 
To be where I have been. 

To sit with elders of a gentle race 
This world has seldom seen. 
They talk of days for which they sit and wait 
When all will be revealed. 

Talk an' song from tongues of lilting grace 
Whose sounds caress my ear. 
But not a word I heard could I relate 
The story was quite clear. 
Whoa-ohh-oh 
Whoa-ohhh-oh-oh 

Ooooh 
Oh baby, I've been flyin' 
Nooo-yeah 
Oh mama there 
Ain't no denyin' 

Oh! 
Ooooh-yes 
I've been flyin' 
Ma-ma-ma 
Ain't no denyin' 
No denyin'-uh 

Oh! 
All I see turns to brown 
As the sun burns the ground. 
And my eyes fill with sand 
As I scan this wasted land. 
Tryin' to find 
Tryin' to find 
Where I've been. 

Oh pilot of the storm who leaves no trace 
Like thoughts inside a dream 
Who hid the path that led me to that place 
Of yellow desert screen. 

My shangri-la beneath the summer moon 
I will return again. 
Sure as the dust that floats high in June 
When movin' through Kashmir. 

Oh father of the four winds, fill my sails 
'Cross the sea of years (?) 
With no provision but an open face 
Along the straits of fear. (?) 

Whoa-oh ah-oh 
Whoa-ohhh oh 

Ohhh 

Whoa! 
When I'm on, 
When I'm on my way yeah! 
When I see, 
When I see the way 
You stayyyyy-yeah! 

Ooh-ooh yeah-yeah 
Ooh-ooh yeah-yeah 
When I'm downnn-yeah 

Ooh-ooh yeah-yeah 
Ooh-ooh yeah-yeah 
When I'm down, so down 

Ooh my baby 
Oooh my baby let me take you there 

Oh-oh 
Come on, come on 
Oh! 
Let me take you there 
Let me take you there 

Ooh yeah-yeah 
Ooh yeah-yeah...