The lion's den, full of roars
Of cheers and celebration
For she was there right then
When she saw him standing there
He was their king
She wanted to be his queen
But then she came and stole her throne
Leaving the girl with Hermes' name
To finally understand the lessons
Written in the book of love.
For until then
Love was something
She scoffed at.
Now she'd felt the truth
Seeing that girl
Full of laughter and light
Be with the one
Who filled her with that same laughter and light.
She was so close.
But that doesn't count for anything
Does it?