You make me blue when you leave me alone
A queen who sits quietly upon golden throne
Palaces and footmen at her instant disposal
Though all she yearns is your wrapt betrothal
Try telling the birds to stop whistling so bright
And please ask the moon not to visit at night
Those feathered avifauna with nowhere to flitter
Leave hungry skies in search for stars and their glitter
The water of the Thames must stop chasing around London
Don't ask silly questions that are merely conundrum
No more rain in all its refreshing glory
And don't sit on the bed to read children a night story
Suspend all parties and acts of celebration
Hold fire on the politics that need dedication
Cease Mozart in his deadly tracks his notes to play
There never will be an end to a day
Unless you come home and press your lips to my cheek
I shall be consumed by purgatory and turn frail and weak
Tell my heart to stop beating, tell my eyes no more sight
When you return to my side, be the finish of my plight