I wanted a medallion
I wanted a ring
I wanted a stallion
I wanted many things
I wanted to be valiant
I wanted to be thin
I wanted to be married
To the daughter of kings
I wanted much you see above
I could care less for hope or love
The thing in common I wished for
Was the glow of golden ore
I could not let it go to waste
I never had enough to taste
The splendor of this woken dream
A golden token note in need
And thus I married the future queen
I dressed in divine rows of seen
Riches, and I lived as I
Had wanted to, and then I died
The queen she did not mourn my cause
The gold was molded down to stoft
And that was all I ever was
And all I ever wanted to be |