Topic: Not a song - "My Queen"
What love hath passed upon my days
And struck my heart with faithful fancy
The moon was born to fix its gaze
Upon her eyes and shine their dancing
The sun must rise to light her face
And warm my heart with beauty's grace
A king am I in loveland's realm
But powerless upon the helm
One touch of hand does strike me weak
The same hand gives of what I seek
For the greatest gift my queen beholds
The gift of love as we grow old...
What can I say? My wife still has my heart :-)