Our Lady Of Pigalle - Madeleine Peyroux

Written by：Larry Klein/David Batteau/Madeleine Peyroux

Can I buy you something

Can I stroke your hair

Can I hold your hand

And take you somewhere

You're a young nobody

You're a perfect soul

You're an empty altar

That can make me whole

Can I take you somewhere

Can I wipe your tears

Can I fill your pockets

Or befriend you here

You're the final offer

For the men who call

My highest hiding place

Our lady of Pigalle

Will you be ascending

In this midnight heat

On a flying buttress

With stony feet

In the revolutions

Sweet tear down your walls

And then redeem you

Reclaim you

Our lady of Pigalle

You're a young nobody

I'm a passing glance

In the mad injustice

Of eternal romance

Beloved

Broken into and caressed

You will bridge the waters

And I'll give you rest

In the early hours

When the streetlights fade

For my inquisition

My last crusade

You'll be savior

A reason for it all

And I'll be blessed and favored

Our lady of Pigalle

Will you be ascending

In this midnight heat

On a flying buttress

With stony feet

In the revolutions

We tear down your walls

And then redeem you

Reclaim you

Our Lady of Pigalle

Up to the places of your heart

Where souls wrestle angels

In the dark

Ten thousand years

The scent of life bottled up

In you child

You're driving men wild

Can I buy you something

Can I wash your feet

Can I read you poems

Of my thirsty retreat

I'm a young nobody

I'm a perfect soul

I can take you in

I can make you whole

Will you be ascending

In this midnight heat

On a flying buttress

With stony feet

In the revolutions

We tear down your walls

And then redeem you

Reclaim you

Our Lady of Pigalle