Queen of Someone Else's

The Queen of Someone Else's Glides along On a conquered throne This float she rides Someone else's The closest thing She can call her own Who can claim a home When no one really owns a thing Who can claim a home No one really owns a thing Queen of Someone Else's Bought into an old idea Believed she could sell What folks call a soul Operated in a world of rent to own Who can claim a home No one really owns a thing Who can claim a home No one really owns a thing As neighbours change Longing only grew Started investing Ideas into you You can never own the moon You cannot give birth To the sun You can never own the moon You cannot give birth To the sun Queen of someone else's Fell into her mind again Whose ideas are these? Whose thoughts are these How can I claim myself again You can never own the moon You cannot Give birth to the sun You can never own the moon You cannot Give birth to the sun