In the distance She saw me coming I was calling out I was calling out
Still shaking Still in pain Angel or devil I was thirsty And you wet my lips
You, I'm waiting for you You, you set my desire I trip through your wires
I was broken, bent out of shape I was naked in the clothes you made My lips were dry, throat like rust You gave me shelter ]from the heat and the dust There's no more water in the well No more water in the well
Angel or devil I was thirsty and you wet my lips
You, I'm waiting for you You, you set my desire
I trip through your wires Thunder, thunder on the mountain There's a rain cloud in the desert sky In the distance you saw me coming I was calling out I was calling out
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