One hundred days in dessert sand   a drifter in no-man's land   following someone else's caravan      I roam like a nomad since I left   soaking in solitude   I can go without water but not without you      100 200 300 days since I saw you   100 200 more It's up to you to rescue me   100 200 300 days since I saw you   100 200   100 days one summer      two hundred degrees I'm burning down   I don't sleep at all at night   I lie awake wondering if you're alright      Civilization rises up   cities come into view   mirages of places I once went with you      100 200 300 days since I saw you   100 200 more It's up to you to rescue me   100 200 300 days since I saw you   100 200   100 days one summer      three hundred times put to the test   a sultan without a land   looking for someone who could understand      one hundred days in dessert sand   it didn't go how I planned   I never knew missing you would hurt so bad