Step of the train.
Walking down your street again.
Passed your door.
You donït live there anymore.
Itïs years since youïve been there.
Now you disappeared somewhere.
I got a space.
You found some better place.
And I miss you.
Like the desertïs mystery.
And I miss you, oh.
Like the desertïs mystery.
Could you be dead.
Always one or two steps ahead.
There we won.
Walked the time where you would run.
I look up at your house.
I can almost hear you shout.
Down to me.
Where I always used to be.
And I miss you.
Like the desertïs mystery.
And I miss you, oh.
Like the desertïs mystery.
Back on the train.
Ask why did I come here.
Can I confess.
Iïve been hanging on her holy dress.
Years have proved.
To often nothing since you moved.
Youïre all gone.
I canït move on.
And I miss you.
Like the desertïs mystery.
And I miss you, oh.
Like the desertïs mystery.
I step of the train.
Iïm walking down your street again.
Passed your door.
I guess you donït live there anymore.
Itïs years since youïve been there.
And now you disappeared somewhere.
I got a space.
You found some better place.
And I miss you.
Like the desertïs mystery.
And I miss you, oh.
Like the desertïs mystery.