The king
Sits alone
In his castle
Singing songs
For no one
Waiting on his queen
To come home
And be
With him

His armies march
They fight wars
In her honor
Swords unsheathed
In strange lands
Just to bring her home again

The king
Doesn't cry
But if he ever did
It would be for her
For her loneliness
And for his
Singing songs for no one
And still hoping
She can hear

She should know
How much
She is loved