To The Queen Of My Heart, From The King Of Nowhere

I Have Watched You Arming, And How You Wave Your Sword In The Air;

Always Fighting The Shadows As They Move Behind You,

And The Beating Wings That Hover Around You . . .

To The Queen Of My Heart, From The King Of Nowhere

It's A Shallow Sky That Holds Us In; You Can Reach Right Out

And Touch The Edge With Just One Outstretched Hand And Feel

The Dark Come Closing In.

And There's Nowhere Far Enough Away From Here;

The Ringing Ears And The Closing Air, And The Cities And Deserts All Beat The Same;

The Radio Waves Crackle And Phase, The Satellites Spinning Slowly Round.

The Radar Towers Search And Call

To The Queen Of My Heart, From The King Of Nowhere . . .

This Is The Great World Calling To The Last Crusader;

In The Rush Of The Lifeblood Coming Out Of The Sunrise . . .

And You're The Queen Of My Heart . . . And I'm The King Of Nowhere.