If time had a place,
And space for your past.
Like a little novel,
I wanted to read again and again,
Would I be in your novel,
Would I begin and end in it?
If I had a place,
And space for your little boy eyes,
Could you really believe,
I certainly dare you,
I do not want to scare you,
Anymore.
Oh what a fuss when the king rides by,
Oh what a fuss when the king rides,
Straight through my heart,
Straight through my life.
I need your love more than you'd ever know.
If I kissed and touched your hand,
A million things I will never understand,
Oh what a fuss when the king trades in,
Oh what a fuss when the king trades.
Oh love, my love, for someone else's hand,
Needing love more than you'll ever know.
You don't miss your water,
You don't miss your water,
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