[bad word] across the desert to greet you with a smile
My camel looks so tired, it's hardly worth my while
To tell you of my travels across the golden east
I see your preparations
Invite me first to feast

Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be a heaven in your kiss

Amusing belly dancers distract me from my wine
Across Tibetan mountains are memories of mine
I've stood some ghostly moments with natives in the hills
Recorded here on paper
My chills and thrills and spills

Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be a heaven in your kiss

It's really been some [bad word]  you never seem to change
grape to tempt your leisure, romantic gestures strange
My eagle flies tomorrow, it's a game I treasure dear
To seek the helpless future
My love, at last, I'm here

Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be a heaven in your kiss

Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be a heaven in your kiss

(Ten Feet High 2007)