I stare at her in all her fame
her pale gold dress, never looking the same
so light it moves, so easily and slow
can her beauty ever be lost, can she ever loose her glow?
She's bent from experience, old from age
but she still stands tall with all her fire and rage
she stands apart but blends in so well
this queen is a timeless beauty, impossible to sell
On an ordinary, dull and boring day
she will loose her luster, but hear me say,
when it's bright and clear and on her the sun will shine
never will you see an angle look so fine
her pale gold dress, never looking the same
so light it moves, so easily and slow
can her beauty ever be lost, can she ever loose her glow?
She's bent from experience, old from age
but she still stands tall with all her fire and rage
she stands apart but blends in so well
this queen is a timeless beauty, impossible to sell
On an ordinary, dull and boring day
she will loose her luster, but hear me say,
when it's bright and clear and on her the sun will shine
never will you see an angle look so fine
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