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In The Presence of the Queen

darlin' you've got a way of saving me
I don't think you'll ever understand 
the way that your eyes bring hope into my life and shine light into the lightlessness of man 

Darlin' you've got a way of shaping me
into something that's far better than I am 
Through the peace that I find
when you're sleeping at my side 
I feel safe placing my heart into your hands 

You've got a way of making me
feel things that I could never comprehend 
I once felt complacent but you've been replacing
my fears with the will to love again 

Surely you must have mistaken me 
for somebody more worthy of your heart 
For no peasant should be among the presence of the queen 
yet still I open up my eyes and here you are 

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