The Queen of Sheba

I met the Queen of Sheba
down by the city pier.
The night was filled with carnival drums
and the smell of flowers and beer.
She told me she had no money
so I bought her some bread and wine.
I didn’t believe a word she said
but I took her hand in mine.

And she said: You can come along with me
just know you’ll come alone.
My kingdom has no borders
but no man can sit on its throne.

I loved the Queen of Sheba
though her eyes were filled with madness.
I knelt before her loneliness
and worshiped her sweet sadness.
And we lay together on the wet grass,
with a coat spread out beneath her.
She said: I didn’t want it to be like this.
I said: No, my love, me either.

And she said: You can come inside me
just know you’ll come alone.
My kingdom has no borders
but no man can sit on its throne.

But when the sun rose over me
I saw her clothes beside the sea
and I knew she’d been carried away
by the black tides moving through the bay –
the tides that join a woman and a man
just to break them apart upon the sand.

Now if I were wise as Solomon,
I still don’t think I’d know
if it’s better to love a woman in pain
or better to let her go?
And I think of the Queen of Sheba
every time I see you cry
and I want so much to comfort you,
but I don’t know how to try.

For no matter how much it is we love
we always love alone.
The heart is a kingdom with no borders,
but no one can sit on its throne.

Words and music copyright of Paul Weinfield/Tam Lin Music Publishing (BMI, 2008)

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