Ian Anderson - Black Satin Dancer lyrics

Come, let me play with you, black satin dancer In all your giving, given is the answer Tearing life from limb and looking sweeter Than the brightest flower in my garden Begging your pardon – shedding right unreason Over sensation fly the fleeting seasons Thin wind whispering on broken mandolin Bending the minutes – the hours ever turning On that old gold story of mercy Desperate breathing, tongue nipple-teasing Your fast river flowing – your Northern fire fed Come, black satin dancer, come softly to bed Black satin dancer Given is the answer Tearing life from limb and looking sweeter Than the brightest flower in my garden Come, let me play with you, black satin dancer In all your giving, given is the answer Your fast river flowing – your Northern fire fed Come, black satin dancer, come softly to bed