at your feet

at your feet would fall many kings, at your feet will fall many things, at your hands i'd kiss every one of your rings, and this song in silence sings. my love, at your feet i'd kiss every one of your cool toes, my dumb heart is not as smart as what a fool knows, at your kiss i'd curse everyone, for my bad luck i wish but to whisper, "i love you" but i will not not fuck up your life, at your feet will fall many tears, and your hands will form many fears, before your face will pace many a peer, i'm the one who comes but to disappear, and reappear oh my dear, i want you near. here, at your feet would fall many queens, at your feet the willow tree leans, and my love will follow you there, lightning strikes but i don't know where, is my love, i love you, all my life