Lyrics

I WAS TURNING FROM THE HATRED SUN
AND FOUND MYSELF ALONE WITH A WOMAN WHO MY EYES
BEHELD AND IN MY LIFE HAD GROWN
THE CAMEL TRAIN MOVES FROM THE NORTH
HER FATHER'S TONGUE WAS MINE
I BARGAINED WITH A POUND OF JADE AND SEVEN SKINS OF
WINE

NOW THE DESERT PROVED THE SHORTEST ROUTE TO THE
MOUNTAINS HIGH ABOVE
POSSESSION WOULD NOT HOLD AND I TRADED HER FOR
LOVE

IN THE PASSING TIME, THE USED TO BE I THOUGHT WOULD
NEVER LAST
WE'D SIT ATOP THE COPPER JOINT AND HOLD EACH OTHER
FAST.

ON THE RAINY DAYS OF THE DRYING YEARS THE WATER WAS
OUR HOST
WE'D BUILD A SHIP ON PURPOSE AND RUN IT DOWN THE
COAST

IN THE HARBOR DOCK OF WINTERTIME OUR PAIN WAS LAID
TO WASTE
BY THE SUNLIGHT REFLECTED FROM THE DREAMS WE HAD
TO CHASE

I WAS TURNING FROM THE HATRED SUN
AND FOUND MY SELF ALONE
WITH A WOMAN WHO MY EYES BEHELD AND IN MY LIFE HAD
GROWN
THE CAMEL TRAIN MOVES FROM THE NORTH
HER FATHER'S TONGUE WAS MINE
I BARGAINED WITH A POUND OF JADE AND SEVEN SKINS OF
WINE