the storm is approaching, so she hides by the stars.
she looks in her pocket and smokes her cigars.
her years are not many but shes got plenty of scars.
fought many conflicts and seen all the wars.
...
The Queen Nightingale, Ah! At last,
Flew from the fragrant flowery land,
And the vale of colourful trailing roses,
To the region of eternal peace and bliss.
Have you ever met someone with such a big heart,
That it makes yours feel hollow, when you're far apart?
Do you count on their smile, to brighten your day,
Does the sparkle in their eyes beg you to stay?
Your hair waves like the ocean in a breezing day.
The attraction of your eyes,
reminds me of the stars I once wished upon for your presence.
I feel like a baby waiting for the love of a mother.
You are the Queen of life, my soul and body,
When lonely nights come,
The twinkling stars shine the lulling world,
The cool winter sea breeze begun to flow slowly and the bats fly around,
A-one two three four one
Yeah
OK
Don't do it don't you try it baby
Don't do that don't don't don't
Don't do that
You got a good thing going now
Don't do it don't do it