Tina Dickow Fallen Madonna
The fallen Madonna stripped from the clothes she once wore Gone from a saint to a whore Beautiful girl, where were your eyes? The fallen Madonna benched at the end of the line In the sunken cathedral of time Beautiful girl, caught in your own headlight
The fallen Madonna asleep at the wheel Taking the long way home with a dream to kill Singing "What do I know and who can I trust When all I can call my own is the memory of all I've lost?" I can't hold on anymore I can't go it alone I can't be hard anymore I need somebody to hold me
The fallen Madonna, a flash in the night And ain't it a long way down when you've climbed so high Come on, give us your best, your perfect and strong Come give your audience a bow, sing us one last song
I can't hold on anymore I can't go it alone I can't be hard anymore I need somebody to hold
I can't hold on anymore I can't go it alone No, I can't be hard anymore I need somebody to hold me
