The winter queen looks up and sighs
I wish that I controlled the skies
For up above is where to stand
To rule those who walk on the land

The summer queen flies by and sees
Her realm of butterflies and bees
And says "I wish I lived below
Instead I sail where breezes blow"

And the rain came down
It tried to seep into the ground
But water deep pecked and poked
And sodden soil already soaked
Began to roil

The prince of silence walks below
Inside a cave of ice and snow
He says "I wonder why but words
Are locked in glaciers never heard"

The prince of music on guitar
Neglects to play a single bar
The music trapped inside his head
Resounds and fills the space instead

The winter queen looks up and sighs
The winter queen looks up and sighs

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): ERNEST ANASTASIO