Chris De Burgh - The Tower

A great Lord came walking through the forest
one morning with a weapon in his hand
Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing,
but killing was his plan
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky
nothing was found,
only blood on the ground, she was gone
Cursing his fortune,
he turned to the forest to kill once again,
And standing before
him was a lovely young woman
with her hand hung in pain,
When he saw her his eyes
were filled with desire,
he said "I must have her, she must be mine,
she will be mine...
He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
but she threw it on the ground,
He fell to his knees and he begged her,
Oh please come with me,
what you wish will be found;
she said "Sire I'll go if you put up your bow,
and spare these creatures,
leave them in peace,
you have no need...
But her words were lost in the wind
His eyes were fixed on a queen,
And all he saw was a woman,
And all she was, was a dream
Oh oh...All he saw was a woman,
and all she was,
was a dream
He took her and bound her
with ropes tied around her,
to his castle he did ride
In a wood was a bower
where stood an old tower,
and he threw her deep inside;
then the birds left the sky, and a terrible cry,
brought thunder and lightning
and rain falling down,
tears on the ground...
All through the days
on her face he would gaze,
for she was lovely as the spring
no word would she speak
but Leave them in peace,
and some sad lament she would sing...
Oh one day by the door,
at the window he saw
a single white feather lying on the floor,
she was there no more...
Now that great Lord is dying,
his cold heart is crying for the love of the girl;
for many and hour he has wept on the Tower
for she meant more than the world;
and once in the sky, a white bird flew by,
he lifted his hands and cried out in pain
Come back again...
But his words were lost in the wind,
His castle was built upon sand,
And all he has is a memory,
And all he yearns is her hand...
Ah Ah...All he has is the memory,
And all he yearns is her hand

A great Lord came walking through the forest
one morning with a weapon in his hand
Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing,
but killing was his plan
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky
nothing was found,
only blood on the ground, she was gone
Cursing his fortune,
he turned to the forest to kill once again,
And standing before
him was a lovely young woman
with her hand hung in pain,
When he saw her his eyes
were filled with desire,
he said "I must have her, she must be mine,
she will be mine...
He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
but she threw it on the ground,
He fell to his knees and he begged her,
Oh please come with me,
what you wish will be found;
she said "Sire I'll go if you put up your bow,
and spare these creatures,
leave them in peace,
you have no need...
But her words were lost in the wind
His eyes were fixed on a queen,
And all he saw was a woman,
And all she was, was a dream
Oh oh...All he saw was a woman,
and all she was,
was a dream
He took her and bound her
with ropes tied around her,
to his castle he did ride
In a wood was a bower
where stood an old tower,
and he threw her deep inside;
then the birds left the sky, and a terrible cry,
brought thunder and lightning
and rain falling down,
tears on the ground...
All through the days
on her face he would gaze,
for she was lovely as the spring
no word would she speak
but Leave them in peace,
and some sad lament she would sing...
Oh one day by the door,
at the window he saw
a single white feather lying on the floor,
she was there no more...
Now that great Lord is dying,
his cold heart is crying for the love of the girl;
for many and hour he has wept on the Tower
for she meant more than the world;
and once in the sky, a white bird flew by,
he lifted his hands and cried out in pain
Come back again...
But his words were lost in the wind,
His castle was built upon sand,
And all he has is a memory,
And all he yearns is her hand...
Ah Ah...All he has is the memory,
And all he yearns is her hand

Chris de Burgh - The Tower

The Tower by Chris de Burgh is from the 1975 album, 'Spanish Train and Other Stories'. This recording and other Chris de Burgh albums are still available from http://www.cdeb.com.

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