The Death of Prince Charming

Alone on the hill by the shade of an oak

Alone on a hill she cries for him still

Alone on a hill where the granites stand guard

Alone on a hill she cries for him still

In the days of their youth she was his princess to be

And he her prince charming the whole world could see

Quaint village church among the flowers of spring

They vowed true love forever as he slid on her gold ring

He worked on the land as his father had done

Each night they made love watching the setting sun

She dreamed of children someday of their own

No thoughts of despair or fear of being alone

Then the news hit the headlines that the devil had rose

Across all of Europe his evil quickly grows

The Prince looks at the tears of his Princess who tries to be brave

I’will be back before you know it and democracy we will save

The black news came in a letter followed by folded flag

They say he died like a hero of his deeds you can brag

But she could not care less for her Prince Charming was dead

He never no more would share their lovers bed

No children would laugh in their house on the farm

No old age together safe and warm from all harm

Empty rooms and old memories, and dreams unfulfilled

It mattered no more since her Prince had been killed

Alone on the hill by the shade of an oak

They buried his body, but left his memory behind

Alone on the hill, she cries for him still

The love of her lifetime no other she will find