The Castle's Tower
How do I get to you?
Kept in the tower above the castle,
the prince has you in his grasp.
You are not locked up,
no chains are involved,
but I am no knight,
and you don't need saving.
A feast for lords.
I look down the table,
and your prince is not present,
yet they say he is noble.
I could stare for hours,
a smile always spreading,
at the sight of the fair maiden.
It always gets me,
a smile so radiant.
I could stare for hours,
at the maiden in the window,
high in the castle's tower.
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