And when that queen's daughter~ "A Stone"
came of age,
I think she'd be lovely
and stubborn and brave,
and suitors would journey
from kingdoms away
just to make themselves known.
And I think that I know the bitter dismay
of a lover who brought
fresh brouquets every day
when she turned him away
to remember some knave
who once gave
just one rose,
one day,
years ago.
Yeah. Listened to Black Sheep Boy about 3 times already today...
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