She lies down in sunlight…

She lies down in sunlight, singing
Not caring who is in earshot
Her heart aching for her darling

He had tight hold of her heartstring
Having tied it all in a knot
She lies down in sunlight, singing

She became his little plaything
Her tender feelings he forgot
Her heart aching for her darling

He was her friend, her everything
She thought their new love was white-hot
She lies down in sunlight, singing

Never suspecting anything
She often dreamed of Camelot
Her heart aching for her darling

The pain throbbing with a dull sting
He would not be her Lancelot
She lies down in sunlight, singing
Her heart aching for her darling

by Thomas Wigington

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