When...
I was a wretched man boy
I didn't mind my manners
I was a locomotive
running out of time
I played like Casanova
Groping in the darkness
No one taught me etiquette
Or how to toe the line
When you were a princess
And I was a bum
I was good for nothing
I couldn't even strum
I was alone a long time
I drank a lot of red wine
I bumped against some forces
And I rattled someone's nerves
When I found a true love
It was truly unexpected
When I found that true love
It was more than I deserved
When you were a princess
And I was a bum
I was good for nothing
I couldn't make you strum
When I was a just a wormboy
Wriggling in the flames
I thought I'd live for ever
A nothing 'd even change.
I was more like a zombie
And less like a playboy
Everything seemed like a waste
Then one day light shining brightly
Struck me with those brilliant rays
If you prefer to slither
Your conscience might just wither
You might find a forked tongue
Became so commonplace
If you find a new way
You may emerge and one day
All those vile conditions
Could simply fade away
When she was a monarch
And I was her slave
Her gifts were simply perfect
I met her face to face
Fills my heart with gladness
And finally made me free
Banished all my madness
With love eternally
When you were a goddess
I was just a knave
You were an empress
I was just a slave
You were a geisha
I was just a man
It wasn't just for nothing
But part of someone's plan
I didn't mind my manners
I was a locomotive
running out of time
I played like Casanova
Groping in the darkness
No one taught me etiquette
Or how to toe the line
When you were a princess
And I was a bum
I was good for nothing
I couldn't even strum
I was alone a long time
I drank a lot of red wine
I bumped against some forces
And I rattled someone's nerves
When I found a true love
It was truly unexpected
When I found that true love
It was more than I deserved
When you were a princess
And I was a bum
I was good for nothing
I couldn't make you strum
When I was a just a wormboy
Wriggling in the flames
I thought I'd live for ever
A nothing 'd even change.
I was more like a zombie
And less like a playboy
Everything seemed like a waste
Then one day light shining brightly
Struck me with those brilliant rays
If you prefer to slither
Your conscience might just wither
You might find a forked tongue
Became so commonplace
If you find a new way
You may emerge and one day
All those vile conditions
Could simply fade away
When she was a monarch
And I was her slave
Her gifts were simply perfect
I met her face to face
Fills my heart with gladness
And finally made me free
Banished all my madness
With love eternally
When you were a goddess
I was just a knave
You were an empress
I was just a slave
You were a geisha
I was just a man
It wasn't just for nothing
But part of someone's plan
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Writer(s): Keith Walsh
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