Verse 1

You're like a coarse grain of sand,

Trying to slip out of my hands.

I try to hold on tight,

But you make my fist bleed.

So I'll let go tonight,

And from your freedom's seed,

Chorus

Build yourself a vast desert,

Wander in it forlorn.

Invite the drought and mirage,

Plant a cactus of thorns.

Verse 2

You're like a dry desolate wind,

So harsh against my fragile skin.

I thought I could tame you,

Make you a gentle breeze,

But you paint my nights blue,

And while I stand and freeze,

Chorus

You build yourself a vast desert,

Wander in it forlorn.

You invite the drought and mirage,

Plant a cactus of thorns.

Bridge

I hate you,

I bet you

Would bury me alive inside a monstrous dune,

When the only witness to the crime is the pale moon.

Chorus

Build yourself a vast desert,

Wander in it forlorn.

Invite the drought and mirage,

Plant a cactus of thorns.

Chorus

Build yourself a vast desert,

Wander in it forlorn.

Invite the drought and mirage,

Plant a cactus of thorns.