Lady Of The Lyre

The lady of the lyre's got a lot upon her mind
Traveling across the land with seven strings combined
And where she's going next, no one knows, oh
Her name was Rosalinda, but right now she goes by Rose
And the lady of the lyre's gotta leave her home behind
Betrothed to a nobleman her father had assigned
And while her protest was strong and clear
He made it pretty known her home was anywhere but here
And all the roads she followed
Led her to nowhere she wanted to stay
And all alone she swallowed
The burden of not having someone to say
Hold me, love, till morning
And stay till the sun's going down
And play me a song of the life you found
The lady of the lyre's got a lot upon her mind
Playing out for everyone for some to spare a dime
And while the change then was slow to start
Within a year, the audience around would know the part
And the lady of the lyre found her fame begun to grow
When everyone around would know her name, where she would go
And though applause then would fill her head
She failed to find somebody who could fill her heart instead
And all the roads she followed
Led her to nowhere she wanted to stay
And all alone she swallowed
The burden of not having someone to say
Hold me, love, till morning
And stay till the sun's going down
And play me a song of the life you found
Hold me, love, till morning
And stay till the sun's going down
And play me a song of the life you found
The lady of the lyre's got a lot upon her mind
Traveling across the land with seven strings combined
And where she's going next, no one knows, oh
Her name was Rosalinda, but right now she goes
By Rose