Jeff And Maya Bohnhoff - Shiraz lyrics

Early morning scent of orange Carried on the wind. Blowing from the mountain tops Down into Shiraz. The city holds a secret A secret no one knows. Calling from the rocks and streams Calling to Shiraz. I cross the mountains to Shiraz. I eat the oranges of Shiraz. Through the gate, into Shiraz. We are pilgrims on a road Our feet have never walked. Every turn and every fork, Leads into Shiraz. I cross the mountains to Shiraz. I eat the oranges of Shiraz. Through the gate, into Shiraz.