Too far I've travelled
there's no turning back
over there my epiphany
lies- it can't wait
the sun tortures and scorches
my face the winds they wildly smack
my feet are giving --of thirst I'm dying
but I can't drink my own sweat
......
Too far I've travelled
there's no turning back
over there my epiphany
lies- it can't wait
the sun tortures and scorches
my face the winds they wildly smack
my feet are giving --of thirst I'm dying
but I can't drink my own sweat
......