There were mystic eyes shinin' through the lies about her
I was livin' in my dream
When along came a man on a tortoise shell
The strangest I did see
He said "come ride upon my back
Although the pace is slow
I've no intention of turning back
From where you want to go-ho"
An under-rated queen
To laugh is fine
To fool, divine
But keep your thinking clean
And here Miranda stood much taller
Softly flowing grace
Why was the smirk now getting smaller
Painted on my face?