Bryan FerrySlave To Love

Tell her I'll be waiting In the usual place With the tired and weary There's no escape To need a woman You've got to know How the strong get weak And the rich get poor You're running with me Don't touch the ground We're restless hearted Not the chained and bound The sky is burning A sea of flame Though your world is changing I will be the same The storm is breaking Or so it seems We're too young to reason Too grown up to dream Now spring is turning Your face to mine I can hear your laughter I can see your smile No I can't escape I'm a slave to love © 2017