Joan Of Arc-齐豫&Reggie Verghese.flac
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
As she came riding through the dark
No moon to keep her armor bright
No man to get her through this dark and smoky night
She saidI'm tired of the war
I want the kind of work I had before
A wedding dress of something white
To wear upon my swollen appetite
La
Well I'm glad to hear you talk this way
I've watched you riding everyday
And there's something in me that yearns to win
Such a cold such a lonesome heroine
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
Then 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 that glory in her eye
Myself I've longed for love and lace
But must it come so cruel
Must it be so brave
La
As she came riding through the dark
No moon to keep her armor bright
No man to get her through this dark and smoky night
She saidI'm tired of the war
I want the kind of work I had before
A wedding dress of something white
To wear upon my swollen appetite
La
Well I'm glad to hear you talk this way
I've watched you riding everyday
And there's something in me that yearns to win
Such a cold such a lonesome heroine
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
Then 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 that glory in her eye
Myself I've longed for love and lace
But must it come so cruel
Must it be so brave
La
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