They say it isn’t proper
That as queen I should set my sights higher.
But how can I deny the the things
I feel when I see you?

You aren’t royalty.
You’re far from nobility.
Most would say you fall last
In the line of importance.

But they don’t see what I see,
Or know you like I do.
They don’t see how you brighten my day
With your sweet, simple smile.

You’re more than the fool,
You’re more than a joke.
You’re all I could ask for.
You’re the one that I love.

They say it isn’t proper;
I should set my sights higher.
But I cannot deny you,
My fool, my love.