At the Desert of Soul

Everything plus everything
You want it all
You take it from me

What she said, what she did
Growing trees out of bad seeds
What I care for, what I need
Was too much for her
Too much for me
To much for me to stand around
And I feel my face knock down to the ground

Everything plus everything
You want it all
You take it from me

At the end it was all my fault
Red and white, the voice, the shout
Paid in blood from dusk to dawn
And no-one will ever understand
No-one will ever understand

What she said, what she did
Growing trees out of bad seeds
What I care for, what I need
Was too much for her
Too much for me

Was too much…

Every thing plus everything
(was too much)
Everything plus everything

And at the desert of soul a man walks alone