I must say that in the course of my life I’ve seen

The battered nature of a Queen,

I witnessed the unrested stress

Placed upon the shoulders of a Princess,

As she slowly absorbs life’s punches

I still see her in the highest of the Duchess,

Encountered that mind of that which might seem crazy

While in all holding up the demeanor of a Lady,

I place myself in the spot for her to see what I can bring

That I carry myself in the presence of a King,

And as I try to rescues her from what makes her tense

I failed attempts of a Kiss so I never turn into her Prince,

As each moment I dreamed of her has only been in fluke

I  can’t find the means to win to become her Duke,

And even through the gifts of attention and being adored

Forgetting that on this land, with love, I'am more than a peasant but a Lord,