It ain't rained up here for more than forty weeks
It's been so long since those raindrops kissed the trees
Now I watch my children run, in the fields around our home
It's so hot up here that I can hardly breathe
It's real country up here in the hinterland
Everyday that mean old sun scorches the land
I've got so much on my mind, and the riverbed's so dry
I'm a prisoner of my own circumstance
When you find there's a devil in paradise
He will trick you and treat you and play dirty tricks with your mind
'Til you're burning up with anger, holding back the tears
Watching your castle of dreams crumble and disappear
Every night I sit, my head down in my hands
I just sit and wait to hear the weatherman
It's the same thing every night, yes, tomorrow's hot and dry
Mother Nature's got me turning into sand
Took a long time but, it's now become quite clear
I had always thought the journey ended here
You can search your whole damn life, but the road runs through your mind
All the things we seek are hiding deep inside
When you find the devil in paradise
He will trick you and treat you, and play dirty tricks with your mind
'Til you're burning up with anger, holding back the tears
Watching your castle of dreams crumble and disappear