Lady Midnight (Live at the Isle of Wight)

I came by myself to a very crowded place;

I was looking for someone who had lines in her face

I found her there but she was past all concern;

I asked her to hold me, I said: "Lady, unfold me!"

But she scorned me and she told me

I was dead and I could never return

Well, I argued all night like so many have before

Saying: "Whatever you give me, I seem to need so much more!"

Then she pointed at me where I kneeled on her floor

She said: "Don't try to use me or slyly refuse me

Just win me or lose me

It is this that the darkness is for."

I cried: "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old

The stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold!"

"If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."

So I walked through the morning, sweet early morning

I could hear my lady calling:

"You've won me, you've won me, my lord

You've won me, you've won me, my lord

Yes, you've won me, you've won me, my lord

Ah, you've won me, you've won me, my lord

Ah, you've won me, you've won me, my lord!"