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lyrics: J. Morse © 1985 "Come away with me," said a woman in ebony robes "It's time to free your soul." She's got magic in her eyes, and a ticket to paradise But could her paradise be your hell? "Welcome to my parlor." If you say run, I run; you say jump, I jump You say drop and I fall to my knees If you say talk, I talk; you say fight, I fight I don't see why I'm so willing to please And when the hourglass is empty My usefulness is at an end I look up and see her eyes a'blazing And my mind begins to bend Cause I know what she wants In an echo, I can hear her taunts Revenge for what I've done I let her get away and now she's won If you say come, I come; you say go, I go You say stop and I slam on the brakes If you say cry, I cry; you say die, I'll die I'd follow you no matter what it takes And when the hourglass is empty My usefulness is at an end I look up and see her eyes a'blazing And my mind begins to bend Cause I know what she wants In an echo, I can hear her taunts Revenge for what I've done I let her get away and now she's won The web spins around me The end is coming near Though I'm a child of passion She's the only one I fear She's the one. . . she's the only one She's the only one I fear |