The Lady Of Shalott

am a kind of Lady of Shalott

Behind a drawbridge, portcullis and a moat

I glide like a ghost in my boat

The white swan nobody can own



Why do they all try to kiss me?

Why do you try to release me?



If I lowered my defences you would know how I feel

Inside

If I gave you the key to my chastity belt

You could totally destroy my pride



I would turn to sugar, crumble

I would gaze and sigh and mumble

Like an idiot with a head full of flowers

You could undermine my pride

Do whatever you liked

We'd live the Duc De Berry's

'Very Rich Hours'

Then you would penetrate me



(From white night to first light)



From white night to first light

You can see why I have to hide

I'd only get hurt

You'd treat me like dirt

The moment I let you inside



I'll be your best, the best you never had

Your unicorn, your butterfly

Your falcon, your lad

I am a kind of Lady of Shallot

My drawbridge, portcullis and moat

The chastity belt round my throat

I am a kind of Lady of Shalott