Lyric added by: LissethCristinaThe desert people
Who fell off their horses
Worked
Worked
Leaving my hometown
Leaving my hometown
I remember you
We would meet on the hill at sunset
Beneath the distant shade of an acacia tree
You had a small white petal in your hair
Our steam train started to go
It saw a rainbow
It saw night
Look for stars
Look for stars
Your chest stoops over
We would meet on the hill at sunset
Beneath the distant shade of an acacia tree
You had a small white petal in your hair
If I could go back to that day
I would wrap my arms around you in an instant
It’s shaking as it heads toward the place in my dreams
Ride on the steam train
Happiness is two jet vapor trails
The canaries have forgotten their song
You caressed my small red lips with your finger
If I could go back to that day
I would take your hand in mine and run away
The place in my dreams remains a dream
Ride on the steam train
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