Knight in his rugged beat armor
He is shining far off into the distance
The night sky is a royal blue
And I wait far away from you.
Past the rustling trees of these here woods
Lay our kingdom awaiting for our arrival
Confetti will float high
And I wait for a knights tale.
When will cupid's arrow pierce my veins
With his infectious heroin blood
I'm addicted to the hero of my own story
And I wait to be his one and only heroine.
He rides his stead into the sunset
I am the wild thing
He rides me deep into the soil
And I wait to blossom into his rose.
His face is shunned by blurry silver
All I see is the reflection of myself in his
We are but one in this fantasy
And I wait for our happily ever after.