Mecca Testo

You're the water in the ocean that I can't drink,
The mirage in the desert when your mind's on the brink,
You're the land of the legends far off to the East,
Forbidden, unsanctioned, you're Mecca to me.

You're the Dynasty China too fragile to use,
The pawn of temptation that I must refuse,
You're the fruit on the tall branch of the Joshua Tree,
For as much as I want you, you're Mecca to me.
Say that you'll meet me tonight,
This side of the moon,
Beyond all the boundaries before us,
Someday we'll walk in the sun,
Blessed and free,
Against all we know.

You're the voice of the prophets that I can't hear,
The miles from the river that just disappear,
Someday we'll build a castle that looks to the sea,
But until that great moment you're Mecca to me.

Kiss the Black Stone for luck and I know that I'll see,
A shadow from light moving by,
The look on your face and the love in my heart won't subside.

You're the sacred illusion in my mind's eye,
The hajj to the desert and I don't know why,
When the heat tries to temper the love that I see,
You're the shrine of my heart and you're Mecca, you're Mecca, to me.