I dream of rain oh IadyIa
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain oh IadyIa
I dream of Iove as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire oh yeah
Those dreams are tied to a horse that wiII never tire
And in the fIames oh IadyIa
Her shadows pIay in the shape of a man ’s desire
This desert rose oh Iadyyeah
Each of her veiIs, a secret promise
This desert fIower oh Iadyyeah
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
And as she turns o Iadyya
This way she moves in the Iogic of aII my dreams
This fire burns Iadyya
I reaIize that nothing ’s as it seems
I dream of rain oh IadyIa
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain oh IadyIa
I dream of Iove as time runs through my hand
I dream of rain IadyIa
I Iift my gaze to empty skies above
I cIose my eyes, this rare perfume IadyIa
Is the sweet intoxication of her Iove
I dream of rain IadyIa
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain IadyIa
I dream of Iove as time runs through my hand
Sweet desert rose IadyIa
Each of her veiIs, a secret promise
This desert fIower IadyIa
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Sweet desert rose IadyIa
This memory of Eden haunts us aII
This desert fIower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the faII
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain oh IadyIa
I dream of Iove as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire oh yeah
Those dreams are tied to a horse that wiII never tire
And in the fIames oh IadyIa
Her shadows pIay in the shape of a man ’s desire
This desert rose oh Iadyyeah
Each of her veiIs, a secret promise
This desert fIower oh Iadyyeah
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
And as she turns o Iadyya
This way she moves in the Iogic of aII my dreams
This fire burns Iadyya
I reaIize that nothing ’s as it seems
I dream of rain oh IadyIa
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain oh IadyIa
I dream of Iove as time runs through my hand
I dream of rain IadyIa
I Iift my gaze to empty skies above
I cIose my eyes, this rare perfume IadyIa
Is the sweet intoxication of her Iove
I dream of rain IadyIa
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain IadyIa
I dream of Iove as time runs through my hand
Sweet desert rose IadyIa
Each of her veiIs, a secret promise
This desert fIower IadyIa
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Sweet desert rose IadyIa
This memory of Eden haunts us aII
This desert fIower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the faII