There, on a lonely desert hilltop

The pilgrims huddle closer

Waiting for a sign, the coming silver shrine

The Arc Of Space and time



Truth, oh the truth is never clear

Perhaps again next year

Hope lives on, beneath the blazing sun

That one day you'll come



In my heart I reach you

In my heart I reach out to you

In my heart I touch the face of god

In my dreams somehow



(repeat)



Truth, oh the truth is never clear

Perhaps again next year

Hope lives on, beneath the blazing sun

That one day you'll come