She looks out upon the grass where she'll die.
She's not surprised that she in numb inside
His feeling for her were all just a lie
He's sending her out with the evening tide
They once shared a love to last for all time
He was faithful to her and her alone
Sending her letters, verses, and pretty rhyme
He never once minded her words or tone
That all changed when Elizabeth was born
He wanted a son, an heir, not a girl
His heart dropped then and knew it was torn
And he brought Anne down with him in a whirl
But Anne would rise if she had any say
Her daughter would be queen and save the day.