The Tower lyrics

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'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, ah ah ah ah, la la la la da da da

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 the 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 words 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 was 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 an 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 he cried out in pain:

"Come back again ..."

But his words were lost in the wind

And his castle was built upon sand

And all he has is a memory

And all he yearns, is her hand

Oh oh, oh oh oh oh, la la la la da da da

All he has is this memory

And all he yearns, is her hand