Artist:Jennifer Warnes Album:Famous Blue Raincoat Title:Joan of Arc
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark no moon to keep her armour bright no man to get her through this dark and smoky night. She said I'm tired of the war I want kind of work I had before a wedding dress or something white to wear upon my swollen appetite. La... Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way I've watched you riding every day and something in me yearns to win such a cold and lonesome *******. And who are you? she sternly spoke to the one beneath the smoke. Why, I'm fire, he replied And I love your solitude, I love your pride. La... Well then fire, make your body cold I'm gonna give you mine to hold And saying this she climbed inside to be his one, to be his only bride. Been deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc and high above all these wedding guests he hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress.
La... It was deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc and then she clearly understood if he was fire, oh she must be wood. I saw her wince, I saw her cry I saw the glory in her eye. Myself I long for love and light but must it come so cruel, must it be so brave? La... ~Wish you happy! --enjoy100~
Artist:Jennifer Warnes Album:Famous Blue Raincoat Title:Joan of Arc
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark no moon to keep her armour bright no man to get her through this dark and smoky night. She said I'm tired of the war I want kind of work I had before a wedding dress or something white to wear upon my swollen appetite. La... Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way I've watched you riding every day and something in me yearns to win such a cold and lonesome *******. And who are you? she sternly spoke to the one beneath the smoke. Why, I'm fire, he replied And I love your solitude, I love your pride. La... Well then fire, make your body cold I'm gonna give you mine to hold And saying this she climbed inside to be his one, to be his only bride. Been deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc and high above all these wedding guests he hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress.
La... It was deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc and then she clearly understood if he was fire, oh she must be wood. I saw her wince, I saw her cry I saw the glory in her eye. Myself I long for love and light but must it come so cruel, must it be so brave? La... ~Wish you happy! --enjoy100~
