Where is my home?
This queen is off her throne-
She lost the fight
Between wrong and right
She holds her crown
Out of place, she's bound.
It's hard to keep a straight face
When all things around her feel out of place.
She's searching for a reason
Why shes convicted of treason
She won't tell a soul
The reason why she lost control
She knows what must be done
No mercy for traders or anyone
She must have the strength to face him now
She must get control, but she doesn't know how
Playing with the queen of hearts
Was a bad idea from the start
Had she been the queen of diamonds
She would be richer than any man
But here she sits with her heart in her hand
Trying to make sense of a love she doesn't understand
She needs a break she needs some time
To dust her crown and polish the shine
It's beautiful jewels speak of power
It's her power they wish to devour.
