Ruler of my life, she knows she doesn't have to worry
Lying on her bed, she slides away
I know the dream she has, but always was in such a hurry
On a lonely summer night, it's the only way

Promises in bags till we meet again
Seems the past is where she wants to be

Isn't it funny
Isn't it queer
You never know somebody till they've lost their way

Ruler of my life, she knows she never needs to worry
The sun made black her hair and the river her eyes
She needs no man, no sea, nor heather
She'll change your mind and slip away

Dream again
Try to wake her
Mornings are hard when you feel estranged

Isn't it funny
Isn't it queer
You never know somebody till they've lost their way