No cloud, a sleepy calm   Sunbaked earth, that's cooled by gentle breeze   And trees with rustling leaves   Only endless days without a care   Nothing must be done      Silent as a day can be   Far off sounds of others on their chosen run   As they do all those things they feel   Give life some meaning even if they're dull      It's time to stop this dreaming   Must rejoin the real world   As revealed by orange lights   And a smoky atmosphere      The trees and I are shaken by   That same wind but whereas   The trees will lose their withered leaves   I just can't seem to let them loose      And they can't refresh me   Those hot winds of the south   Oh, I feel like an alien   A stranger in an alien place      Now the light is fading fast   Chances slip away, a time will come to pass   When there'll be none   Then addicted to a perfumed poison   Betrayed by its aftertaste      Oh, we shall lose the wonder   And find nothing in return   Many are the substitutes   But they're powerless on their own      Beware the fisherman   Who's casting out his line   Into a dried up river bed   But don't try to tell him   'Cause he won't believe you      Throw some bread to the ducks instead   It's easier that way   I feel like an alien   A stranger in an alien place      The trees and I are shaken by   That same wind but whereas   The trees will lose their withered leaves   I just can't seem to let them loose      And they can't refresh me   Those hot winds of the south   I feel like an alien   A stranger in an alien place