In the middle of the ocean
I long for the desert
Lost in constant waves of motion
To escape unhurt
Stranded in the endless rain
I pray for the sun
There is plenty I have to gain
Plenty left undone
Crowd of voices and smiling faces
I yearn to get away
And when of love there are no traces
Tears run down in dismay
Give me today all my wishes but few
Tomorrow I need to wish anew.
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