Let me tell you a story
There was once a King
Every night he and the Queen
Together sat on the swing

And as the wind blew soft
All through the night
The King and the Queen
Basked in the moonlight

They whispered tales of love
Of joys and of tears
They smiled and they teased
Wishing away each other's fears

But in the head of King
Every night was a fight
Between visiting dreamland
And being the Queen's midnight

The Queen used to see
His eyes dropping in sleep
But he forced them open
Because the conversation was deep

She smiled to herself always
And caressed his sleepy eyes
He could pretend to be awake
But she could see through the lies

So she'd close his eyes shut
With her soft white hands
Only to see him snoring away
To his far off dream lands

She knew he'd stay awake with her
As long as she needed him to keep
But for the Queen, nothing mattered
Nothing but only seeing him sleep

She loved seeing him smile
Seeing him sigh in a sleepy bliss
Then she would jump into her dreamland
After stealing one last goodnight kiss

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