The Queen

Please ask the world of me
With every word you breathe
What do you give a queen who can buy anything?
You give her love
You give her love
You give her love

Oh please ask the world of me
Every stone, every string
Though I may not be ready for something this heavy
I'll give you love
I'll give you love
I'll give you love

And I tried to be gentle, but it's hard with heavy hands
It took me some time to realize I was wrong
That I tried to rule from my caste of cards
I got ache in my bones and regret in my heart
When I look up at night and see you in the stars

But I'll wait in the rain for one day it will start
And I don't care how famous or taken you are
'Cause I know your still a sucker for a boy with a song

So please ask the world of me
With every word you breathe
Though I may not be ready for something this heavy
I'll give you love
I'll give you love
I'll give you love