E. McCain After all the corridors are
darkened When the royal crown is off your
head To your chambers I will creep not a word
we will speak Just love me while the fire
light dances 'round the bed Well there is
danger in this passion Because the king can
never really know And on my blood I've sworn
my allegience So I'll leave you when the
sunlight comes and beckons me to
go CHORUS And the silver shine is tarnished
from my armor And in battle I am paralyzed with
fear And this poison in my soul is the love
we'll never know And it finds me playing
Lancelot to your Guinevere Well and Guinevere
is sly enough to steal a little taste And her
laughter it peals into the night Oh but
forbidden fruit always stays sticky on your
face And without virtue I'm worthless in a
fight Stealing little glances at the
table I feel that this is theatre in the
round But far away chasing vixens in the
meadow Your love like wind, blows right
by And sweeps me off the ground Your love
sweeps me off the ground Well now it sweeps me
off the ground CHORUS
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