Sarah Brightman
Desert Rose
Somewhere, she knows that he will find her
Til every single teardrop became a desert rose.
Love her, and hold your hand above hers,
Until the crossroads meet you a legend that will come true
No longer will you call her a desert rose.
Somewhere, she knows that he will find her
Til every single teardrop became a desert rose
Love her, and hold your hand above hers
Until the crossroads meet to a legend that will come true
No longer must you follow a desert rose
From Letras Mania