The Fool

i'm starting to think the thoughts i shouldn't think
i think i think too much
i think that i forgot how to relax or just have fun
but all of my attempts have met success much more than i would guess
i guess that i might not be dead yet
i am the king, i've got my sons, i've got my swords, i've got my words
i've got the strength that i need to kill all my foes
the years go by, my eyes run dry
it's so hard to smile sometimes
i feel so alone upon this throne
all of this, i did for her
the treasure from the dragon's lair
the gold, the jewels, the castle, and the cat
so many say they're proud of me and i'm a good and honest king
but honestly it doesn't mean shit to me without her
'cause what's a king without his queen?
how much happiness can power bring?
i'd trade it all for a chance to fall in love again
when will i find a heart like mine?
a heart like hers, i want sometime
i try and try, i think i try too hard
can i repair all my despair?
can i hide how i feel inside, enough at least to make myself look half alive?
what a king, what songs i sing, sad melodies and sorry things
i hope to bring a change in this one day
'cause what would people think of me, their melancholy, lonely king
that sings of such sad and sorry things
and all the while i look for smiles
and preach about the way we're gonna make this world into a better place
so maybe everything's alright
we'll stay up late riding our bikes, we'll talk until you have to go to school
maybe i'm not broke so bad, just sing a song that's not so sad
am i the king or am i the fool?