To the Queen of my Heart, from the King of Nowhere
I have watched you arming, and how you wave your sword in the air;
always fighting the shadows as they move behind you,
and the beating wings that hover around you
To the queen of my heart, from the king of nowhere
It's a shallow sky that holds us in; you can reach right out
and touch the edge with just one outstretched hand and feel
the dark come closing in
And there's nowhere far enough away from here;
the ringing ears and the closing air, and the cities and deserts all beat the same;
the radio waves crackle and phase, the satellites spinning slowly round
The radar towers search and call
to the Queen of my Heart, from the King of Nowhere
This is the great world calling to the last crusader;
In the rush of the lifeblood coming out of the sunrise
And you're the Queen of my Heart and I'm the King of Nowhere