An ancient river carries your name- br In silver caverns so deep- br A Princess sits crying her heart out- br In the depths of sorrow, she continues to weep. br br Calling her name only echos return- br Bleeding hearts are broken into- br Shallow niche's under a rippling spring- br Under paisley skies of colbalt blue. br br Come calling my sweetness- br Into the nation of butterfly and bee- br Come calling my beloved- br Come caling, come calling to me. br br Aristocrats of ancient lore- br Come knocking- br Come knocking - br Come knocking upon your door... br br Gifted in inspiration- br Pictures coloured in your head- br Sweet Princess Divine- br Come and love me instead. br br Praise be to you my darling- br As your name in the river still flows- br Bordered now by fields of wild daisy- br Allow, my beloved, our sweet love to grow...