She was a queen before I saw her.
A beauty all the way through.
Soft, sweet words she whispers.
A voice that calms and soothes.
Her eyes could melt metal.
Through my heart they run.
They pluck on its little strings.
Soon it, they will have won.
Such a power over me.
Explain it maybe I never will.
She will always be a beauty to me.
Nothing else could I ever feel.
