Phil Collins - Big Scary

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