Every where I look, it's just miles and miles of sand,
The scorching sun above my head,
I don't know whether to go on or turn back,
All there is is miles and miles of sand.
How did I get myself to this place,
What happened to the lush vegetation and shade,
Why am I stuck in this place,
With nothing but miles and miles of sand.
I think I'm going crazy with all this sand,
They mean nothing to me,
Every step I take is more of the same,
Miles and miles of sand..
If there was a road, at least I can follow it,
If there was a trail at least I know someone's been there,
But I am all alone here and now,
In the desert miles and miles of sand.
