When you feel like a child with bills to pay
And everything on your list should have been done yesterday
All you want is someone to tell you it will be okay
The life and poetry of a traveling girl
When you feel like a child with bills to pay
And everything on your list should have been done yesterday
All you want is someone to tell you it will be okay
I am your bride in the wilderness.
I’ll follow you
In the desert, I’ll follow you.
In the desert, I’ll drink of you
The heat and sand won’t keep me from believing that you are making an oasis in this place.