Phil Collins

Testo di Phil Collins

AlbumNot Art
Anno2014
Durata4:06
Lingua originaleInglese
Visualizzazioni97
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Lady of the forest, take me to the river Pluck me from my warm nest, down to the river Baby of the water, I long for my mother’s arms Angel of disorder, I long for a lover’s charms Send my voice into the heavens and my heart into the black earth But I’ll not forfeit all my love ’cause I know you’re up above somewhere Curse me with your brimstone, curse me with your fire It’s not a book, it’s not a throne, it is you whom I require Oh the torture and the pain, and the sight of you standing there But I’ll not forfeit all my love ’cause I know you’re up above somewhere Heathen child of fire, conquer my desire Be the word out on the streets, be the words that I admire Be the song down from the heavens and the rumble of the black earth But I’ll not forfeit all my love ’cause I know you’re up above somewhere