Lyrics:

Oh Let The Sun Beat Down Upon My Face
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 The Gentle Race
This World Has Seldom Seen
They Talk Of Days For Which They Sit
And Wait And All Will Be Revealed

Talk And Song From Tongues Of Lilting Grace
Whose Sounds Caress My Ear
But Not A Word I Heard Could I Relate
When Story Was Quite Clear
Oh, Oh

Oh, I Been Flying
Mama, There Ain't No Denyin
Ive Been Flying, Ain't No Denyin
No Denyin

All I See, Turns To Brown
As The Sun Burns The Ground
And My Eyes Fill With Sand
As I Scan This Wasted Land
Trying To Find, Trying To Find Where I've Been

Oh, Pilot Of The Storm Who Leaves No Trace
Llike Thoughts Inside A Dream
Heed The Path That Led Me To That Place
Yellow Desert Stream
My Shangri-La Beneath The Summer Moon
I Will Return Again
Sure As The Dust That Floats High And True
When Movin Through Kashmir

Oh, Father Of The Four Winds, Fill My Sails
Across The Sea Of Years
With No Provision, But An Open Face
Along The Straits Of Fear
Oh

When Im On
When Im On My Way
Yeah
When I See
When I See The Way
You Stay, Yeah

Ooh, Yeah, Yeah, Oh
Yeah, Yeah, When Im Down
Ooh, Yeah, Yah, Oh, Yeah
Yeah, Well Im Down, So Down
Ooh, My Baby, Oh, My Baby
Let Me Take You There

Let Me Take You There
Let Me Take You There.