The Crown

It's beautiful to be afraid

For it's the most dramatic thing in the world

Knowing that love is one's sweet-talking haze,

And I know that you are there

Rising above the normal things

And looking beyond the trees

That once scared you,

Behold!

Let us grow up together

On this lovely farm that is life

And many things shall come to the surface,

Many things shall reveal themselves to us...

Oh the crown is lovely

And it's pure,

The dreams that sail

The dreams that come true...

Well they are all spoken for, and rare

Yet the crown is golden

Like eternity in the sky,

For I shall relinquish my crown unto you

For you are the queen now

Emotional Debbie!