by David Batteau

The rain falls soft on your hair
The wind is calling your name
Deep in that heart of yours
Someone's unbearable pain

Who'll send a messenger
Your search is over

Black Orchid
Black Orchid
Your beauty is so rare

The streets are glistening wet
Staulking the darkness in you
The night is having it's way
All your defenses consumed

Haunted by spirits underground
In gnarled places you are found

Who'll send a message
Your search is over

Black Orchid
Black Orchid
Your beauty is so rare

Who'll send a message
Your search is over
Who'll send a message

Black Orchid
Black Orchid
Your beauty is so rare

Black Orchid
There's no one who can compare

Batteau Demos

Live Dangerously
Just a String
Conquer the World
Black Orchid