The mountains, pass by As the road stretches on For what seems, like eternity There is, nothing but, desolation out here Desolation, and the thought of you You come to me, in dreams I feel the warmth of your skin The touch, of your hand Desire for your kiss I feel, you are real - That I have found you But then you disappear I feel you, are real - That I have found you But then you disappear Will I, find you Did you exist in this world Or is, it nothing but a dream? I feel you, are real - That I have found you But then you disappear The mountains, pass by As the road stretches on For what seems, like eternity There is, nothing but, desolation out here Desolation, and the thought of you