Once a lonely little child,
Hair messed up, her eyes were wild.
Then they came and made her mild.
But still shes never chosen.

Londons burning,
Black as night.
Will she ever make it right?
Londons burning,
Deep inside.
Will she learn to change the tide?
Londons burning,
Yes my dear.
In those eyes she felt no fear.
Londons burning,
In the cold.
Has her story all been told?

Out on her own, Became a maid,
Worked for shelter, never paid.
But her master she betrayed.
He put a curse upon her.

CHORUS.

The curse, it was magic.
She became a witch.
Oh, it was tragic.
She got in a stitch.
The fire that burned within her,
It burned her will to live.
The forest came and ate her up.
The gloom we wont forgive.

Londons burning Black as night.
Now she'll never be alright.
Londons burning Deep inside.
She will never change the tide.
Londons burning yes my dear.
In those eyes she felt no fear.
Londons burning, In the cold.
Now her story has been told.