Word to the Wise (feat. Christine Ebersole) Video (MV)

I was nine when Father told me I would be a princess
Promised to the youngest prince, this boy they'd spoken of
I was stunned and starry-eyed
The Targaryens' next bride
They had chosen me
Mother sighed, she called it my destiny
While Father called it "love"
I looked at them
And I saw love was only a word to the wise
For girls like me who learned to know better
Love was only a word to the wise
Only a word, an easy four-letter
Easy to say, easy to choose
Easy to fake, to use
My mother taught me not to fantasize
Marriage was a woman's compromise
"Love" had appeal, but love wasn't real
It was only a word to the wise
Time went by, and Daeron's brothers married who they wanted
Duncan met a peasant girl with flowers in her hair
He was young, but resolute
And Jaehaerys followed suit
He eloped one night
How the girls would cry
"Two princes whose hearts took flight!"
"Love" was in the air
I looked at them
And I said love was only a word to the wise
For girls like me who kept their feet planted
Love was only a word to the wise
Only a wish, and so seldom granted
It was naïve, it was absurd
It was a myth, a word
And words were something I could memorize
Something I could spin as truth or lies
Words were my tools, and love was for fools
It was only a word to the wise
I greeted him at the harbor
The prince and a knight, Ser Jeremy Norridge
At last, he'd come to the Arbor
Yet who was this knight, this Jeremy Norridge?
Then came the news
"Who is she?" I said
But Daeron swore that wasn't the case
I said, "If there's no other girl
Who will you wed?"
And then something flickered on Jeremy's face
Just a glance, nothing more
But I knew, I was sure
It was love!
I saw love!
It wasn't a myth or a joke or a ploy
But flesh and blood, a royal boy
Asking me to let him go
I let him go
Five years passed, and I was told that Daeron died in battle
Fighting side by side, they said, with Ser Jeremy, of course
And I wed Luthor Tyrell
And I think I loved him well
That is, well enough
I endured, and sometimes the nights were tough
But I have no remorse
I look at you
And I know love is more than a word to the wise
The precious few who have been around it
Love is more than a word to the wise
More than a word if you've truly found it
People will talk, that's what they do
What you decide, that's up to you
But I can see a look I recognize
From fifty years ago, it's in your eyes
Love wasn't mine
But if it's yours to define
Make it more than a word to the wise