King of Spain

Текст песни David Chappell - King of Spain

Well if I told you
That I was the king of Spain
And if I told you
That I was the king of
Everything and everyone
And anything that's ever moved in this world
And if you told me
That you were the queen of pain
And if you told me
That you were the queen of
Nothing good and nothing cool
And nobody that's ever shaken this world
How will you reach me when I'm holding out my hands?
You were talking in your sleep about a monumental plan
How will you reach me when I'm holding out my hands?
You were singing in your sleep about a hallelujah man
And if I told you
That I'm not a king at all
And if I told you
That I'm not a king but
Upside down and inside out
And trying hard to make it good for you
How will you reach me when I'm holding out my hands?
You were talking in your sleep about a monumental plan
How will you reach me when I'm holding out my hands?
You were singing in your sleep about a hallelujah man
Broken by desire
The king of Spain
Is walking on the moon
The king of Spain
Is polishing the sky
The king of Spain
And fruitless in love
The king of Spain
How will you reach me when I'm holding out my hands?
You were talking in your sleep about a monumental plan
How will you reach me when I'm holding out my hands?
You were singing in your sleep about a hallelujah man
How will you reach me when I'm holding out my hands?
You were talking in your sleep about a monumental plan
How will you reach me when I'm holding out my hands?
You were singing in your sleep about a hallelujah man
The king of Spain