Her shoulders were perfect
for growing wings
and of course she did
and she flew
I'll miss that bird
'till my sun goes down
I'll remember Grimm's queen
'till I grow my own wings
And in that world
I'll fly among
Purple moons
And lights of green
Looking and seeking
For my long lost queen
A golden dream
A sandwich with love between
And somewhere between
Big Neptune's moons
A star's been born
It's her!
I settle there
In reborn her
The soil is soft
And the wind is gentle
I give her my wings
And in return she grows
The biggest tree
In this galaxy
I sleep there every night
From then
Finally together
For ever