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.