If she were your queen,
You'd give her bouquets,
Of irises by the lakeshore,
Night and day,

If she were your queen,
You'd comb her hair,
With love and honey,
With her warm candles there,

If she were your queen,
You'd have to share,
Her love and beauty,
With all the flowers,
And midnight stars,
Even though,
You'd love for her,
To Dance, sing, and sway,
Just for you,
In a quaint and starry,
Moonlit garden