Follow me into the desert as thirsty as you are…
A moon is glued to a picture of heaven, and all the little pigs have God…
Oh no, there she goes, out in the sunshine. The sun is mine. The sun is mine…
Follow me into the desert as thirsty as you are…
A moon is glued to a picture of heaven, and all the little pigs have God…
Oh no, there she goes, out in the sunshine. The sun is mine. The sun is mine…