Big Scary

Phil Collins
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 From Letras Mania