Kashmir (Live: O2 Arena, London - December 10, 2007)

Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream

I am a traveler of both time and space to be where I have been

To sit with elders of a gentle race, world has seldom seen

Who talk of days for which they sit and wait, all will be revealed

We talk of song from tongues of lilting grace

Sounds caress my ear

Though not a word I heard could I relate

Story was quite clear

Oh-oh-oh-oh, ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ooh

Ooh, baby, baby I've been cryin'

Ooh, there's no denyin'

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mama

Sweet babe, oh-oh-ooh-yeah, no denyin'

Ma-ma-ma, mama

Sweet babe, sweet babe, sweet babe, I've been cryin'

My mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin', no

All I see turns to brown

As the sun burns the ground

And my eyes fill with sand

As I scan this wasted land

Tryin' to find, yeah

Tryin' to find now where I've been

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace

Like thoughts inside a dream

Who hid the path that led me to this place

With yellow desert screen

My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again

Sure as the dust that blows high in June

When movin' through Kashmir

Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails

Across the sea of years

With no permision but an open faith along the straits of fear

Ooh-ooh, mmm

Ooh-ooh

Oh, yeah

What am I baby, yes, when I'm on my way?

When I see maybe, when I see the way you stay

Tell me what am I doin', when I'm been down, oh

Yes baby, yes my baby

Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me

Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yes, let me take you there

Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yes, I can take you there

You know it, you know it, yeah