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Sand[Lee:]Young woman share your fire with me My heart is cold, my soul is free I am a stranger in your land A wandering man, call me sand [Nancy:] Oh sir my fire is very small It will not warm thy heart at all But thee may take me by the hand Hold me and I'll call thee sand [Lee:] Young woman share your fire with me My heart is cold, my soul is free I am a stranger in your land A wandering man, call me sand [Nancy:] At night when stars light up the sky Oh sir I dream my fire is high Oh taste these lips sir if you can Wandering man, I call thee sand [Nancy:] Oh sir my fire is burning high If it should stop sir I would die A shooting star has crossed my land Wandering man [Lee:] She whispered sand [Nancy:] [Whispers] Sand [Lee:] Young woman shared her fire with me Now warms herself with memory I was a stranger in her land A wandering man, she called me sand [Nancy:] He was a stranger in my land A wandering man [Lee:] She called me sand |