You are the king Of your own lonely castle Way up there In your tall tower See me here with my tambourine On the ground I've got no where to fall Not in a tower throwing my long hair down For some prince to rescue me From now on, I've got a new viewpoint I dreamt that the eagle ate the wolf He fell to the ground with his tongue hanging out But I stayed by his side and we became friends He picked himself up He was a tough pup I was happy that he survived So the king came down from his lonely castle And he stood next to me The sun it shone as the wolf again found his tongue And he sang a song He sang a song He sang a song