King Rides By
If time had a place, a space for your past,
like a little novel you wanted to read again and again,
would I be in your novel?
Would I begin and end in it?
If I had a space, a place for your little boy eyes, could you really believe?
I certainly dare you.
I do not want to scare you anymore.
Oh what a fuss when the king rides by.
Oh what a fuss when the king rides straight through my heart,
straight through my love.
I need your love more than you'll ever know.
A light kiss, a touch of your hand like a million things I will never understand.
Oh what a fuss when the king trades in.
Oh what a fuss when the king trades all of my love for someone else's hand.
I need your love more than you'll ever know.
You don't miss your water until your well is gone.