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I will never be that knight in shining armour,
The one who rescues the princess from the tower,
Who will slay the dragon, and fight all the kings' men,
To win the heart and the hand of a fair maiden.
I will never be consider that handsome Prince Charming,
Who will sweep you off you off your feet to take you dancing,
Who will play the gentleman and attend to your every need,
Give you the food of life from which you will feed.
I am nothing more than an ordinary man,
Who will mean it when he turns to take your hand,
To pull you close and whisper in your ear,
Words of affection you so long to hear.
For I would never lie to you, or give you reasons to doubt,
Who I am or what I am about,
Cos I will need you as much as you need me,
And I hold the promises in which you can believe.
I will never smash the chains, setting you free.
So I will be waiting here standing in the shadows,
I will step aside for the pretty and the shallow,
Waiting for the day you final turn to face me,
Setting yourself free of society's fantasy.
The one who rescues the princess from the tower,
Who will slay the dragon, and fight all the kings' men,
To win the heart and the hand of a fair maiden.
I will never be consider that handsome Prince Charming,
Who will sweep you off you off your feet to take you dancing,
Who will play the gentleman and attend to your every need,
Give you the food of life from which you will feed.
I am nothing more than an ordinary man,
Who will mean it when he turns to take your hand,
To pull you close and whisper in your ear,
Words of affection you so long to hear.
For I would never lie to you, or give you reasons to doubt,
Who I am or what I am about,
Cos I will need you as much as you need me,
And I hold the promises in which you can believe.
I will never smash the chains, setting you free.
So I will be waiting here standing in the shadows,
I will step aside for the pretty and the shallow,
Waiting for the day you final turn to face me,
Setting yourself free of society's fantasy.
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beautiful man, just Beautiful