In the Lost Queen’s Eyes

In the lost queen's eyes
Well tired tears from heavy lids
Long has she waited
Warmed only by her worn out sighs
For the king to return from the war
In glory at the fore
Returning from the war

Gone the days his battle triumphs grand
He would return with honor to his land
The people would rejoice at the sight
Tall he sat in his saddle, his armor bright
Awakening his people's hearts and minds

Oh Queen, his memory felt the bond
Like a fresh warm wind always strong and never weak

In the silent sunlight in the cold frost of the morning light
She sits alone imagining the dawn
The dawn of his return from the war
Governing, he proves a selfish tyrant
There's a spell, the people are oppressed
Further and further drifts the sun