The King - Wishbone Ash

The grey mist ushers in the day

A beggar walks along the king’s highway

Where does he come from?

Who can tell?

They can’t escape the gaze they know so well

The dream came true in far off lands

He always knew she’d understand

The march of time her love did wane

Another’s crime played on the lady’s pain

And now the ring shines in her hand

Who’s the stranger with her wedding band?

With faith so true, robbed of his lands

He always knew she’d understand