Lately, I've been feeling so lonely, lately
Meanwhile, I feel like someone should owe me
Meanwhile
Not what it seems
No
It's a mirage, a wave of floating dreams, baby under the sand
And it's so hot
A lot to handle on the saddle
Hold my hand tightly, we go through the valleys
Unknown
Do you hear all the trumpets?
Up in the mountains, we go
(Hey!)
It's a mirage, a wave of floating dreams, baby under the sand
And it's so hot
A lot to handle on the saddle
(Pipa solo)
(Mirage)
(Mirage)
(Hey!)
It's a mirage, a wave of floating dreams, baby under the sand
And it's so hot
A lot to handle on the saddle
(Its a mirage, rage, rage, rage)