Queen

You never heard my song before the music was too
loud but now i think you hear me well for now we
both know how no star can light our way in this
cloud of dark and fear but some day, one day...
funny how the pages turn and hold us in between a
misty castle waits for you and you shall be a
queen today the cloud it hangs over us and all is
grey but some day, one day... when i was you and
you were me and we were very young together took
us nearly there the rest may not be sung so still
the cloud it hangs over us and we're alone but
some day, one day... we'll come home