The Crown

I was born in tradition, I know it is time
I ask for no pity, the honor is mine

This is the place I truly belong.
I carry the weight my shoulders are strong.

It raises me, it weighs on me.
Liberates me, re-creates me.
It enthrones me, but it owns me.
This crown I wear.
It will guide you, surely bind you
Terrify you, and inspire.
It commands you, reprimands you.
This crown I wear.

They say I'm too young
To wield so much power.
I wanted a life not this ivory tower.
My family, my kingdom, all part of my soul.
The glory, the trappings, they all take their toll.

It raises me, it weighs on me.
Liberates me, re-creates me.
It enthrones me, but it owns me.
This crown I wear.
It will guide you, surely bind you
Terrify you, and inspire.
It commands you, reprimands you.
This crown I wear.
This crown I wear.

A circle of parts:
My hand and my heart
My land and my throne
My flesh and my bone
My mind and my soul
My self and my role
My light and my air
This crown

I accepted the kingdom,
I surrendered my heart.
And I'm merely a woman
A true queen plays her part.

Oh, I could have been happy
To love only one.
Now I must love them all,
And that dream is gone, gone, gone ...
That dream is gone...

It raises me, it weighs on me.
Liberates me, re-creates me.
It enthrones me, but it owns me.
This crown I wear.
It will guide you, surely bind you
Terrify you, and inspire.
It commands you, reprimands you.
This crown I wear.
This crown I wear.

It raises me, it weighs on me.
Liberates me, re-creates me.
It enthrones me, but it owns me.
This crown I wear.
This crown I wear.
Oohh...