One hundred days in dessert sand a drifter in no-man's land following someone else's caravan
I roam like a nomad since I left soaking in solitude I can go without water but not without you
100 200 300 days since I saw you 100 200 more It's up to you to rescue me 100 200 300 days since I saw you 100 200 100 days one summer
two hundred degrees I'm burning down I don't sleep at all at night I lie awake wondering if you're alright
Civilization rises up cities come into view mirages of places I once went with you
100 200 300 days since I saw you 100 200 more It's up to you to rescue me 100 200 300 days since I saw you 100 200 100 days one summer
three hundred times put to the test a sultan without a land looking for someone who could understand
one hundred days in dessert sand it didn't go how I planned I never knew missing you would hurt so bad
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