I have searched on library shelves, from Romances to War
I have travelled back in time, explored the Universe
Found desire, discovered love, felt pain, known plague and worse
I have lived a thousand lives, sojourned with thieves and kings
With my sword, slayed dragons fierce on quests for magic rings
I have lived some regal lives, journeyed to foreign shores
As Princess and as pauper I’ve walked through many doors
I have lived a thousand lives, from Astronaut to Spy
Still I think my ideal life, has sadly passed me by
Each of those one thousand lives have made my heart take flight
But none were written just for me, and that is why I write.