Desert Song (Smith Alice)

The time has come For me to start packing in I'm folding the shores of my life Into valises I can't stand This desert heat no more I'm going away I'm going away I waited too long To catch your signal I counted the numbers, the letters, the days Something tells me you're You're not coming I've got to go away I'm going away Now I'm writing you a letter And I'm making it long Now I'm breathing and I'm bleeding And the pages are torn Now I'm writing you to tell you I may go missing and lost The sand covers my face The sand covers my face (covers my face) The sand covers my face (covers my face) (covers my face) My mama said "Life is for living If you ain't happy, honey Go out and reinvent yourself" The desert is good The desert is dark I've got to go away Said I'm going away Now I'm writing you a letter And I'm making it long Now I'm breathing and I'm bleeding And the pages are torn Yeah, I'm writing you to tell you I may go missing and lost The sand covers my face The sand covers my face (covers my face) The sand covers my face (covers my face) The sand