In the morning we check our shoes
In the morning we shake out scorpions
Check for pit snakes
Under jeep seats
We're not lost
We're meant to be here
And we hope
The Rain will stop
I could wait
A hundred years
And walk a hundred roads untravelled
To find the place
Where my true love waits
We're not lost
We're meant to be here
And we hope
The Rain will stop