Nomad Lyrics - To The Hilt - Golden Earring

From the Album: 

* To the hilt 

Gone - With the northern sun 

'Cross that far horizon 

World of a thousand faces 

I can't find my oases 

There's a black ice in the sky 

And wells are runnin' dry 

Doomed to voyage till life's end 

Load up strike camp again 

Gone - Along the highway ribbens 

Past city dwellings 

I can see how far they are 

From the stickers on their cars 

But I'm a nomad 

Can't look far ahead 

Doomed to travel to life's end 

Load up strike camp again 

Yeah I've seen you down below 

From my hotel window 

On the run Star treks' on 

We've got a dream in common 

We've got a dream!