(Margo and Michael Timmins )
There are witches in the hills calling my name
saying come join us sister, come kiss the flame.
Come dance in the moonbeams, ride the night wind
make love to the darkness and laugh at man’s sins
I shiver with delight, I shiver with fear
my heart wants to go but my soul’s filled with fear.
So I turn to my lover and ask what do I do
do I answer their call or stay here with you.
But under spell of deep sleep he moans and turns away
taking his protection and my desire to stay.
So I rise to the hill tops, I ride the night winds
I make love to the darkness and laugh at man’s sins.