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�.