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We traveled through this land a thousand years ago |
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We were the first to see the purple skies |
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I wondered round the desert in a mask of gold |
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I left a thousand things for you to find |
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I left my home where your houses stand |
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I left my gold where your highways ran |
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I lived my life on what you call your land |
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I left my soul in the aztec sand |
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The days grow long the nights are getting warmer |
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The rains are few beneath the blazing sun |
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Traveling fathers finding little water |
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The time has come when we must play this world |
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I left my home where your houses stand |
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I left my gold where your highways ran |
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I lived my life on what you call your land |
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I left my soul in the aztec sand |
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Round and round |
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Our lifetime goes |
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Where does it end |
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Someone must know |
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I've got a family now but you wouldn't know them |
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They're beaten down so hard they can hardly stand |
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We used to live so brave so free like an eagle |
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Now they make us live like a crippled man |
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I left my home where your houses stand |
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I left my gold where your highways ran |
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I lived my life on what you call your land |
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I left my soul in the aztec sand |
