King Charles

If you'd agree to be my love, I'd build you a world to fit like a glove, And there you would rule and be queen, A world with no crying. Bathe in the waters warm by stone, Shot with love from volcanoes, Drawn by a chariot, pulled by man, And view the

I found out about her Her name's Mississippi Isabel She grows wild strawberries She's made of ivoir and pearl. To look at the universe She'd abandoned the world I go with her back to the darkness I'd give my life for this girl I rode around on my bic