How long, It seems I've waited. I've walked a thousand, To see you to heaven, To see you, where heather grows.
And I know-know your divide Between bringing in the light, Playing in the height of the sky With hope, with sweet hope, And playing in the pools where the broken lines Of your love meet. You take me on your shoulder, Sahara Mahala.
And I know I want to be with you all of my days, On hallowed ground, But, honey every time we go to goal, The seeds of doubt Come creeping. Just keep moving On hallowed ground.
Oh, good feeling, It seems I've waited; The seed, The moment of completeness. Sahara Mahala, Sahara Mahala.
I want to be with you all of my days, On hallowed ground, But, honey every time we go to goal, The seeds of doubt Come creeping. Just keep moving On hallowed ground.
And I get this in winter, Get these visions, visions. I get the feel you can kill these visions.
