Testo Temples

Heading for the edge of town in the dead of night
Hurricane of dust behind in the fading light

Heading for the edge of the world in a shattered sky
Never been afraid to say my last goodbye
Roll through holy mountains
Cool wind and lemonade
Diamonds grow in the streets without a name
Chasing a mirage
Burning all that I treasure
Talking to the birds
Weeping under the temple

(I sold my soul)
(I cry no more)

Following a lonely star as my only guide
Daughter of the desert sun I could be your bride
Roll through holy mountains
Cool wind and lemonade
Diamonds grow in the streets without a name
Chasing a mirage
Burning all that I treasure
Talking to the birds
Weeping under the temple

Chasing a mirage
Burning all that I treasure
Talking to the birds
Weeping under the temple

Chasing a mirage
Burning all that I treasure
Talking to the birds
Weeping under the temple

(I sold my soul)
(I cry no more)