Kingdom

One of those days that just comes and goes it's not so special she watches the birds that rest on a ledge outside her room the wallpaper old and faded a crack in the window pane the radio just keeps playing playing that same old song. She smiles to herself "they think that i'm strange... ...they say I'm a dreamer ...but I don't complain, though I don't have much to call my own." and she's not a movie star, no and she's not a beauty queen she'll tell you it doesn't matter 'cause she's not the only one she says, "I know a place where I keep the best of things I'm not gonna wait for my piece of heaven. Where there's a road it leads to the promised land I just turn the key the key to the ...kingdom..." she stares at the page of a new magazine, the morning papers she walks into town and catches a show if she can find the time and she's not a movie star, no and she's not a beauty queen she'll tell you it doesn't matter 'cause she's not the only one. she says, "I know a place where I keep the best of things I'm not gonna wait for my piece of heaven where there's a road it leads to the promised land I just turn the key the key to the ...kingdom..."