She sat

She sat on his knee
She was happy, purely free
I understood different
And so did he

She sat on his knee
Younger, shining so brightly
He was not this way
His virtue alee

She sat on his knee
I watched, I could see
He was so far lost
From himself, but not from she

She sat on his knee
I wanted to plea
Get her off, go away
Don't touch her again, don't touch me

But, she sat on his knee
Part of unchanged history
He sat with her there
Then he touched my knee