One hundred days in dessert sand

a drifter in no-man's land

following someone else's caravan



I roam like a nomad since I left

soaking in solitude

I can go without water but not without you



100 200 300 days since I saw you

100 200 more It's up to you to rescue me

100 200 300 days since I saw you

100 200

100 days one summer



two hundred degrees I'm burning down

I don't sleep at all at night

I lie awake wondering if you're alright



Civilization rises up

cities come into view

mirages of places I once went with you



100 200 300 days since I saw you

100 200 more It's up to you to rescue me

100 200 300 days since I saw you

100 200

100 days one summer



three hundred times put to the test

a sultan without a land

looking for someone who could understand



one hundred days in dessert sand

it didn't go how I planned

I never knew missing you would hurt so bad