She used to obey his every whim
Love then was obedience
She used to let him have his way
Love then was playing along
In those days he was never to be questioned
His every word was like a deity's proclamation
In those days his every fancy was as good as done
His every mood was to be humoured
Now he is the piper and she pays for his services
He plays any melody she demands
She tells him what to dream and how to talk about it
Lady luck deserted him the day the tables turned
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 10:42 AM UTC
She used to obey his every whim
Love then was obedience
She used to let him have his way
Love then was playing along
In those days he was never to be questioned
His every word was like a deity's proclamation
In those days his every fancy was as good as done
His every mood was to be humoured
Now he is the piper and she pays for his services
He plays any melody she demands
She tells him what to dream and how to talk about it
Lady luck deserted him the day the tables turned
