Sand Lyrics

Lee:
Young woman share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me Sand
Suzi Jane:
Oh Sir my fire is very small
It will not warm thy heart at all
But thee may take me by the hand
Hold me and I'll call thee Sand

Lee:
Young woman share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me Sand

Suzi Jane:
At night when stars light up the sky
Oh sir I dream my fire is high
Oh taste these lips sir if you can
Wandering man, I call thee Sand
Suzi Jane:
Oh Sir my fire is burning high
If it should stop Sir I would die
A shooting star has crossed my land
Wandering man

Lee:
She whispered Sand
Suzi Jane:
(Whispers) Sand

Lee:
Young woman shared her fire with me
Now warms herself with memory
I was a stranger in her land
A wandering man, she called me Sand

Suzi Jane:
He was a stranger in my land
A wandering man

Lee:
She called me Sand