I'll Ne'er Put A Foot In France

I'll ne'er put one foot in France … Ladies, I've observed the eternal night Dressing up these shadows bathed in starlight But with every footstep taking its rightful place Monitoring, you at a snail's pace. Something, I couldn't begin to equate… Kept me dragging my heels earthly weight As you glided along with moonlight interlace I couldn't chart the stars you'd, far too much grace. As I am neither a chivalrous knight Nor my Lady of this intrepid ghostly night Am I a saint, as I am just a Paige of the lance? I'll ne'er put one foot in France … But prays me, I'll find my own, sunny romance. .............. I've watched eternal night Dress shadows with starlight Every footstep taking place I've followed at a snail's-pace. Something, I couldn't equate. Dragging, my earthly, weight! As you; glided along, chaise. I couldn't follow… foul of grace? I'm neither a chivalrous knight My lady of the intrepid light… I'm just a Paige of the lance! "I'll ne'er put a foot in France Or find my own romance".