Alas, I have not the equipment for that. But here are the lyrics:

BRAVE TO BE A KING

My mission gone awry, I'm a puppet on a string
To a man I can't defy, who says he'll make of me a king.
My way back home is gone, my life is in his hands;
My only hope to play along till someone understands
That I'm trapped outside my time like a fly in amber stone –
I can learn to make the motions, but my heart screams for my home.
I know someone will come, my friends won't let me down;
For a while, until I'm rescued, I can try to wear a crown.

But as the days slip by and weeks turn into years,
No matter how I try, the wait calls forth my deepest fears.
My reign is well begun, my mentor pleased with me,
But history tells me what will come if no one sets me free.
And I'm trapped inside this time like a fly in amber stone;
I'm going through the motions, but my heart still screams for home.
No tribal chieftain I, on a petty local throne –
I'm Cyrus, King of Persia, with a destiny well-known.

A stranger from the West has come into the town –
My friend, the man who knows me best, has finally tracked me down!
A daring, desperate game may free me from this web;
If it fails, I'll wear this name until the day I'm dead,
And be trapped within this time like a fly in amber stone,
To finish out the motions, though my heart still screams for home.
We must take the loop away, straighten out the twisted line,
Put back the real King Cyrus so that I can leave this time.

But now that I've returned, can this really be my home?
For fifteen lonely years I've learned to sit an Emperor's throne.
This woman, once my wife, a fading dream from long ago –
God! I've thrown away my life, and they must never know
That I'm trapped in my own time like a fly in amber stone –
I can still go through the motions, but my heart screams for my home.
The woman that I love I'll never see again;
How can a King of Kings become a man like other men?