I sit alone in a lonely night,
I sit only alone thinking that I'm no knight.
I can't protect you the way I thought I would,
But I can only look at you from where I always stood.
I'm no knight that would shield you from danger,
But I can help you avoid all of them major.
I could write stories about how lovely you are,
I could write stories about you standing under a blue star,
Talk about how beautiful the night sky will be,
Under the moonlight thinking if I confess would you agree?
To be with a low life writer with a vast imagination,
Or you'll rather wait for the prince, who would give you a kingdom and a proclamation,
I can wait if you want but don't take too long,
Because I will think you would say no but I might be wrong.
I'm no knight that's for sure,
I'm no prince either I'm just a writer whose heart is pure.
My mind is all I got to give to you,
I don't have a silver armor or gold riches but I can give a rose that's color blue.
A rose that's lovely as a blue moon in the night sky,
A rose that means the impossible and so hard to come by.
I'll go on a journey to find it for you,
I'll go to dangerous places where I don't have a clue,
And after the journey and I have the rose in my hand,
Then we'll live in a peaceful cabin in the middle of the woods as we planned.