Under oriental skies
  a yellow sun is shining
  under oriental skies
  a bloodred sun is dying
  
  where will it go
  where will it take me
  where will it go
  where will it take me to
  
  you'll never get to the heart
  the heart of the matter
  you'll never get to the point
  you only scratch the surface
  
  why can't you see
  why can't you see it
  why can't you see it clear
  down by the river a thousand
  
  red flowers in bloom
  a woman is silently rowing her
  boat to the sea
  tomorrow there will be
  another beautiful day