Rose.

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I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand



I dream of fire
Those dreams that tie two hearts that will never die
And near the flames
The shadows play in the shape of the mans desire



This desert rose
Whose shadow bears the secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume that would torture you more than this



And now she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothings as it seems



Desert Rose by Sting.