She sits in her palace by the sea
Missing her precious jewel.
The outside world holds so much to fear,
And her heart is out in it.
But there’s whispers that come in the night.
A voice that fills her with joy.
And the knowledge of the friends that watch over her jewel.
So she keeps the company that floods to her.
And the hope for the some day,
When a proud heart relents
And her daughter comes home.
Til then she holds her court
And her tears
With a smile and a song.