The Loner, he carries a shovel
 Across the endless desert that is his life.
 He’s heard of a place of wealth
 Where love is the currency,
 And where gold doesn’t mean a thing.
Yet there is no oasis, nor spring..
 
The gunslinger also-He rides his steed
Across the endless desert.
He remembers old legends
Of an amazing romantic adventure
Of a Heaven on Earth, there for those who search
For a place of beauty and love.
 
The princess with beauty unrivalled
She too, wanders across the endless desert.
She remembers the court jester sing of a place
Where love is the gift that to all - life gives.
Where there's abundance
Where there's her own king
Where there's a life that one truly lives.
 
The exiled child too,
She carries her teddy bear
Across the endless desert.
Driven by her wish for love
From her own hateful self,
Maybe she’ll find herself there.
 
The priest who’s faith is lost, 
He too forever walks across the endless desert.
His love for God weak and broken,
He searches instead for mortal treasure.
With old hopes and empty prayers.
 
I too take my weary body
Across the endless desert
A broken soul, starting to mend
Hoping to finally find his treasure.
The one thats waiting for him there.
My treasure, It lies unclaimed.
I dream away,
Sure - sometimes reality stabs me like a knife
Sure - I sometimes feel I won't make it through
But I just want my treasure, 
and my treasure is you.
I know you await for me
...
Just across the endless desert of Life.




-@sh