(Jack Bruce/Gary Moore/Kip Hanrahan)
In my home of sand outside the city of gold
The wind`s so burning hot but my heart remains so cold
I need to buy myself some answers
But the truth`s already been sold.
Well I know how to use a razor
Carve my initials in the light
Yes I know how to use a razor
Carve my initials in the light
But sometimes in the depth of the dark, baby
I can make everything all right.
In my home of sand outside the city of gold
Well the wind`s so burning hot but my heart remains so cold
The shelter in your eyes, I dream about it when I die
Thirst for it when I cry
My meal of salt upon that table of stone
My meal of salt upon that table of stone
Your feat`s so sweet while I thirst here all alone.
In my home of sand outside the city of gold
The wind`s so burning hot but my heart remains so cold
I need to buy myself some aspirin
But the truth`s already been sold.