Nomads

An open coast, an open road Spirit rising, burning gold I'll take you to the caverns Where the gypsies go They're dancing through the firelight Whirling fast and slow It's a cry from the heart It's a crying soul Nothing imagined need ever be lost Going from dust to dust We're running and hiding Like wolves from a pack You'll hear the waves crashing Never turning back It's a cry from the heart It's a crying soul Nothing imagined need ever be lost Going from dust to dust It's a cry from the heart