Lonesome Throne

LONESOME THRONE

A face in the mirror

those tired eyes

I’ve seen them before

they had no more tears to cry

She’s scared of this life

It’ll float away like a feather

gentle and light in the sky

free from the tether

I’ll kiss every moment on its lips

life unfolds at my fingertips 

She knows her feet will fail her

She walks on shaky grounds 

no direction ahead

she goes round and round

maybe tomorrow will change

she’s been acting alone

on a empty velvety stage

queen on her lonesome throne

I’ll kiss every moment on its lips

life unfolds at my fingertips 

Time to end the show

kids are waiting to be born

tears will be roses

words will have no thorn

I’ll kiss every moment on its lips

life unfolds at my fingertips