Fly With The Clouds From The Wind in The Desert There S A Sandstorm dust In My Eyes In My Ears there S A Rumour Of A Sandstorm. moments Of A Fear Drawing Near give Me Shelter From The Sandstorm see How The Sun's Burning Eye in The Sky Closes Tight bringing Night While We Wait in The Gloom From The Sandstorm fall To The Ground All Around
does Wind Blow By The Sand raise Your Hand To Your Face but It Can't Stop The Sandstorm sandstorm nowhere To Run Or To Hide from The Fury Of The Sandstorm no One Can Say How Much Time we Must Suffer In The Sandstorm each Of Us Stands Here Along at The Mercy Of The Sandstorm