All praises

Like 'a poem made from the sea'
Like 'a wave' I'll play for thee
Because even the desert sands know the feeling of love
So let the praise fall with the dew,
I'll make the mountains weep for you,
Because even the desert sands know the feeling of love

Yeah even the desert sands your love
Cuz everything is you,
Flowing through my hands is your love...
it's all you