Desert Walk (Witch House Cover)

Whenever I am feeling sad I think about the dreams I had Close my eyes floating away Shaping pictures meant to stay But what if I stop dreaming? Will I awaken screaming? I will take a walk Through the desert of my dreams So maybe we should talk Discover what this means Parched and bare The scenery reveals its desolation So maybe we should dare To end the bitter isolation A desert walk Is what I need to turn the clock Whenever I am feeling mad I think about the dreams I had Breathing calm and steady To be prepared and ready But what should I dream of? Will it ever be enough? I will take a walk Through the desert of my dreams So maybe we should talk Discover what this means Parched and bare The scenery reveals its desolation So maybe we should dare To end the bitter isolation A desert walk Is what I need to turn the clock Whenever I am out of dreams The world turns darker, so it seems I search myself for inspiration For a new dream of consolation But what if I don’t find a dream? Will I swim against the stream? I will take a walk Through the desert of my dreams So maybe we should talk Discover what this means Parched and bare The scenery reveals its desolation So maybe we should dare To end the bitter isolation A desert walk Is what I need to turn the clock A desert walk Is what I need to turn the clock