Our Lady Of Pigalle

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
We 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
And 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