Map To The Treasure Lyrics - Map To The Treasure: Reimagining Laura Nyro - Billy Childs

Where is your woman? Gone to Spanish Harlem? 

Gone to buy you pastels? Where is your woman? 

Gone to Spanish Harlem? Gone to buy you books 

And bells beneath Indian summer? 

Take my hand now, there is a land now 

In the treasure of love, Jade and coral 

Perfume from Siam in the treasure of love 

To your fingertips, to the summer sunset 

In the treasure of love, in the treasure of love 

In the treasure of love 

Light the night, oh, light the night 

Come my way, light the night 

Come to me baby, you got the look that I adore 

That I understand, my pretty medicine man 

My pretty medicine man 

Got pretty medicine in his head 

For you I bear down, soft and burning 

In the treasure of love, in the treasure of love 

In the treasure of love, love 

Where is your woman? Gone to Spanish Harlem? 

Gone to buy you pastels?