(Peters)



Under oriental skies

A yellow sun is shining

Under oriental skies

A bloodred sun is dying

Where will it go

Where will it take me

Where will it go

Where will it take me to

You'll never get to the heart

The heart of the matter

You'll never get to the point

You only scratch the surface

Why can't you see

Why can't you see it

Why can't you see it clear

Down by the river a thousand

Red flowers in bloom

A woman is silently rowing her

Boat to the sea

Tomorrow there will be

Another beautiful day