The Tower Chris De Burgh

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, "Sir, I'll go if you'll 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...And all he saw was a woman, and all she was
Was a dream...