Desert
And I would like to think
That when you blink
The scene is gone

And I would like to think
That when you stop the words
Well it cuts the calls

And I'm about to find
Such a fickle frame of mind

And I'm about to find
Such a fickle frame of mind

And is it you that was a patient
Or am I just unchanging

And is it you that was a calling
Or am I the one who is falling

From the, the tip top
Well they look so high
In a desert that's bone dry
And I will
Carry with all of my might
What you give me
Well I hold it upright

And is it you that was a patient
Or am I just unchanging

And is it you that was a calling
Or am I the one who is falling

Am I the one who is falling
Will you be the one
Who will call