Upon this Throne of Clowns, I sit
A Jester's Crown atop my head they fit
I confess that this is quite insane
But from Your touch, I cannot abstain
My feet, where once they kissed, they now strip bare
And beg me to forsake the whole affair
For You, it's true, this far I've come
For You, I knew, I'd gladly give my kingdom
My jewels, my golds, my treasured arms
My defenses, Your charms did quickly disarm
Your image, your words, they do so captivate
My family titles I do so abdicate
I would not dare trade Eden for Eve
But leaving you I could not conceive
For You, I'd burn the fertile Gardens in Babylon
For You, I'd surrender Arthur's lands in Avalon
The ministers, they fight to take my place
And they all think me some disgrace
But only You see past my well-worn fiction
I have no doubts about this regal eviction
No Purple robes could replace Your affections
My ancestors must silence their ghostly objections
For You, I'd shut the palace doors, and salt the grounds to dust
For You, I'd merrily watch and wave, as my court clamors in disgust
Where once I dreamt of battle, of conquering some great land
To be a King, a Tsar, a Caesar, was all I ever planned
But You, Your joy, Your laugh, Your smile
Making me feel like a lovesick juvenile
Now they clergymen, they cry, they weep afoul
Oh! and the generals, they thunder, how they howl!
But for You, I must confess, I'd silence all distress
For You, I'd cast pity on their anxious joylessness
We'll live a life we build in exile
And for once, live one worthwhile
Because we'll be together
And there's nothing I wouldn't do for Her
For You
For You
For You
