Yesterday I looked out my window and I saw Joan of Arc go by
She came down my dark street on a white horse riding high
She was wearing a blue shirt
I could tell that she�d been hurt

She had one hand on her heart
Streetlights shone off her shield
Black hair glowing bright
In a battle she�d be healed
She was staring straight ahead
I heard every word she said

Protection ah, ah
Would you think of me
Affection ah, ah
Would I think of you

Carry me with you on this tide your beauty is my guide
Standing strong in this small world I�ll keep you by my side
I�ve been watching you from here
Tes yeux que je venere

Protection ah, ah
Would you think of me
Affection ah, ah
Would I think of you

Redemption ah, ah
What you need to see
Direction ah, ah
When we cease to be

Yesterday I looked out my window and I saw Joan of Arc go by
There was a fire in her heart the kind that burns and never dies
Je veux glie on tres moi
Il est ton a sa voie

protection�.