Traci Lords Distant Land
I wake up
And I don't know where I am
No time left to waste
There's little light in a distant land
Try to fathom
But I don't know what I feel
Searching my face
I ask myself if this for real
I want to float away
Sail around the world
Find a place with sacred towers
High as the sky
High as the Sky
Lover's dance
Voice melting in the sand
Another chance
Granted by a strange old man
