Pendragon - Queen Of Hearts Lyrics
Time: 21:46(1) Queen of Hearts(Savoie - France 1991)Girl meets boy, boy meets girlA new love born, together they're gonna change the worldAnother two seats on the merry go roundSafe in the arms of a magical mysteryMeeting in their dreams she runs fingers right through your hairBurning my fingertips with passionAnd then came doubt, then came the fearsAnd as they grow, oh it starts to showPain in their hearts and watching her goThis is what becomes of the broken heartedI always thought you were a Judas anywaySlipping through his fingers like sandHe was twenty one, she was seventeenA princess of magic in his eyes if you know what I meanAnd laughter, and in the dancing flames of misty hazeHe would die a thousand times to travel of the golden shrineA Prometheus in her eyesA warrior of romance foreverMy Queen of HeartsAnd will I search forever for my kindred spirit?Two dancing ghosts that never can dieTo search in my dreams by oceans and by riversLike two running streams that never can touchAnd the pupils in your eyes are not as big as they used to beOh I never thought I could feel so alien to you so fastWhy did you ever have to go?And all this would be trueIf I'd never met youCrystal blue(2) ...a man could die out here...(UK 1991)On rainy nights in XanaduA new face new placeA new soundThe world today is a changing placeKeep your door locked up and hide your faceDrowning in a whirlpool of English prideIn dark old England where the wheels of industry only just turnAnd at night the stars come outWalking through a strange townDeep in the heart of nowhere in the middle of somebody's somewhereI'd fly home, but where is home?I feel like an alienBe brave againEngland be my safe havenAnd at night if darkness should knock upon your doorAnd the whole wide world wakes up screaming in the nightThat old problem child of the world todayThe Middle Eastern adolescent sulking its wayInto the safety of the Angel IsleOne day we'll wake if we wake up at allAnd the world and his wife will come crashing through the door(3) The Last Waltz(Glos - UK 1987)Hang up your dancing shoes, hide in that secret placePlay that song of empty charm of empty time and spaceYou're a tired ballerina in a musical boxWhen the key unwinds you have to stop when the music stopsSo you can find your way, I'll leave a gaslight burning in the windowDo you remember, do you recall, the smell of school dining halls and backstreet brawls?I was a twenty first century kid CasanovaWith a lover's patch and freestyle charm we went arm in armI remember the autumn leavesI remember those timesIn cold October air kicking cans and buying timeI recall our old town, the place I used to workThe boy just trying to throw some magic down upon the worldBut you can't dance forever, the last waltz is overAnd most of all as I recall the final line upon her lips
