Azi Crawford - Riding (Desert Wind)

She was a dancer at the fair
Bright-black eyes and golden veil
To someone else she was betrothed
Oh. That was many years ago

I'm riding into your arms
Those years. They were too long
Freed from my tomb, I'm hunting still
I'll have my love or I'll have my will

Love like the night sky luminous
Love like the gentle break of day
Thought nothing would come between us
Oh but she chose her own way

I'm riding into your arms
Those years. They were too long
Freed from my tomb, I'm hunting still
I'll have my love or I'll have my will

Caught in the mid-day sun
Discovered in the act of love
She feigned innocence
Against his wealth, I had no defense

Half my life wasted away
Where day is night and night is day
Where hate is love and love is hate
My love has become this burning waste

I'm riding into your arms
Those years. They were too long
Freed from my tomb, I'm hunting still
I'll have my love or I'll have my will

Written by:
Amy Nuara, Azi Crawford

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