Kevin Gilbert - Kashmir (studio version) lyrics

Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face With stars to fill my dreams I am a traveler of both time and space To be where I have been To sit with elders of a gentle race This world has seldom seen They talk of days for which they sit and wait When all will be revealed And my eyes fill with sand As I scan this wasted land Tryin' to find, tryin' to find where I've been Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace Like thoughts inside a dream Heed the path that led me to that place Yellow desert stream My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon I will return again Sure as the dust that floats high in June When movin' through Kashmir Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails Across the sea of years With no provision but an open face Along the straits of fear Whoa-oh, oh, oh All I see turns to brown As the sun burns the ground And my eyes fill with sand As I scan this wasted land Tryin' to find where I've been Tryin' to find, tryin' to find... Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah...