lonesome and hungry i travel this land searching for some place called home faceless and nameless known only by fate when destiny finds me no more shall i roamtired and thirsty as i travel on dreaming of water and wine beside a green meadow i stop for a rest where a gentle brook winds through the pinesstanding eyes blinded by god s golden waters my savior was but a facade hands sifting sand from a pool full of promise my oasis was just a miragealone and exhausted i fall to my knees i can t find the strength to go on visions will show me the path as i sleep and i ll find my way with the dawnstanding eyes blinded by god s golden waters my savior was but a facade hands sifting sand from a pool full of promise my oasis was just a mirageawakened by voices that whisper my name i m all alone in the night how can a place so empty and cold be filled with such glorious lightstanding eyes blinded by god s golden waters my savior was but a facade hands sifting sand from a pool full of promise my oasis was just a miragestanding eyes blinded by god s golden waters my savior was but a facade hands sifting sand from a pool full of promise my oasis was just a miragelonesome and hungry i travel this land searching for some place called home faceless and nameless known only by fate when destiny finds me no more shall i roam