Elizabeth

She's living out a part in some Olde English play,

Caught in a long-lost, more romantic day.

She's out of date with her hair and her clothes

And she holds on to values that no one still knows.

She's Elizabeth and I love her name,

To me that name will never be the same.

She's Elizabeth, she's one of a kind.

Oh Elizabeth, I can't get you out of my mind.

She lives alone in her garden of dreams,

Her life is really much more than it seems.