French quarter Same look on her face as Joan six centuries before her She's a poet, a Mother, a fighter, a freak A tacky renegade in Mardi Gras beads
Trial by flight and trial by fire Such tempting invitations take me higher and higher The cauldron is boiling and there's a message in the scent Says
we've only got a month so let's get busy' You were so gentle a decade ago As I nursed you with spirits at 18 years old Now I'm a woman and i've traveled
A little piece of hollow You?re away I said if I tried to say I said if I tried to be If I let go I just might find a little piece of heaven Tonight
A drifter set in motion This tale of love and devotion Reluctant locomotion so wild From a tattered and weakened state He chose to liberate Crossed
mon c?ur Une part de bonheur Dont je connais la cause C'est lui pour moi Moi pour lui dans la vie Il me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie Et des que je
were sleeping in gutters They were standing in bank lines They were jumping from towers They were calling like seagulls But nobody heard Such a beautiful message From such a common bird