Laura Nyro - Christmas In My Soul Lyrics
Where is your woman?Gone to Spanish Harlem?Gone to buy you pastels?Where is your woman?Gone to Spanish Harlem?Gone to buy you books and bellsBeneath Indian summer?Take my hand nowThere is a land nowIn the treasure of love.Jade and coralPerfume from SiamIn the treasure of love.To your fingertipsTo the summer sunsetIn the treasure of loveIn the treasure of love, in the treasure of love.Light the nightOh, light the nightCome my wayLight the night.Come to me babyYou got the look that I adore, that I understandMy pretty medicine manMy pretty medicine manGot pretty medicine in his headFor you I bear downSoft and burningIn the treasure of loveIn the treasure of loveIn the treasure of love, love.Where is your woman?Gone to Spanish Harlem?Gone to buy you pastels?