She was the People's Princess
Thrust abruptly into public life
When she became
The Heir apparent's wife.
She gave him an heir,
Gave him a spare
Then was cast aside
A far too young bride.
Suffering the humiliation
And the distress
Of playing second fiddle
To a long term Mistress
An old love he didn't discard
So, her despair and anger grown
In unhappiness and anger
She Took a lover of her own.
They should really
have been warned
Beware the wrath
Of a woman scorned
SheTold the world her story
the deceit of her married life
Refused to be a downtrodden
Good, obedient trophy wife
She'd become an icon
always seemed to be there
Showing the world her courage
Her compassion and her care
And so she became
A sad woman all alone
When she was divorced
From the heir to the throne.
By speaking out she'd broken
The unspoken silence code.
A traffic accident killed her
A terrible crash on a Paris road
A tragic situation
Far too young to die
Victim of a marriage that
was just a convenient lie
It was a State funeral
In everything but name
And conspiracy theories thrived
as to who was really to blame
For a long time people mourned
For their princess suddenly gone
And more than twenty years after
In the public memory she lives on.
