You gave me your love when I thought it had died in me
you picked me up and dusted my soul gave me hope to live and love again you spoke of lands far away each day we planned our get away...
I know we all have our problems I know its not as easy as it sounded but we were managing quite well you were my Queen and I was your King we dreamed of a Kingdom far and beyond where we'd live the fairy tale but that seems like a distant past now...
Us meeting seems like an unlikely event not that I have given up but your king has grown weak for his Queen has lost all hope of seeing her King...
I understand her concerns she has needs and desires her King far away from her to fulfill those needs she needs her King to fend for her she feels alone she needs to be loved like that love she deserves...
