Hazy images of rustic castles; fertile, luxuriant forests
sunny skies, absent flies, the Middle Age’s best
The princess in the castle window is you,
your arms are stretched towards me
I arrive, my quest ended, my discovery
made, my treasure is you
As rose petals fall from the blue,
My wildest dreams come true
I’m in the arms of you; as rose petals fall
amidst the flowery gardens of your castle sanctuary

A burning fire, our love did start,
although at first, we were kept apart
Now, you, my love, shall own my heart
The moonlight dances, prances upon your lovely face
As we come to this angel-enchanted place
The mystical place where only we can come
Where we dream of what we can become

I may not be a knight in shining armour,
with a sword to defend your name
And you may not be the perfect damsel, your
beauty bringing fame
Still, mysteriously, as rose petals fall, we
love each other just the same