I have never looked upon this landscape before though somehow it feels familiar deep down inside And I can taste the wind of this country on my lips though I 've never woken up under her skies and I see an old love in a stranger's face tell me what kind of fate has brought us to this place? you can trust me with your secret, you can trust me with your pain and I can build a little shrine where we both can go to pray for there's something about your beauty that reminds me of long ago when ships had sails.... I have never walked in a desert afternoon though I know I would recognize it's searing heat for I've felt my face burning with the same kind of shame when I couldn't take my eyes up from my feet but there's no shame in this kind of fear come on, let us bless that fates that brought us here... you can trust me with your secret, you can trust me with your life carve your initials in my heart with any kind of knife for there's something about your loving that reminds me of long ago when ships had sails, and we were all free to go... when ships had sails... Trust me with your secret, you can trust me with your life carve your initials in my heart with any kind of knife for there's something about your loving that reminds me of long ago when ships had sails, and we were all free to go... when ships had sails...