I’m the daughter of a miner Don’t be afraid I’ve no reason to fire I wont rain on your day, So go whichever way And speak whichever way you desire Hold my hand, I’ll help you cross it, if I can Miles & miles & miles of sand In this place we’ll never understand I’m a mutton in a tree, I’m a cricket, disturbingly noisy I’m a women, sitting in lotus posture Waiting for the birds to come back, for summer Hold my hand, I’ll help you cross it, if I can Miles & miles of rocks & sand In this place we’ll never understand Hold my hand, we’ll try to cross it, if we can Miles & miles of rocks & sand In this place we’ll never understand Hold my hand & walk we me a while if you can Miles & miles & miles of sand On this land we’ll never understand