I'm not even sure I want you to read this - these are my
thoughts.
I know I don't want you to hear it - these are my secrets.
You thought me to be your little perfect lady - didn't
listen to the warning that I'm crazy, and not just one that
says she is... - I truly am.
I am sure to be young, I love life, and in my short years I
think to have done too many, yes I have some regrets in my
life - some stupid mistakes...
you act like you were meant to be mine and I'm yours, like
you were meant to be my special knight, like it all doesn't
really matter to you...
Well, I want you to really be my knight, to be mine, the hot
wind under my fairy sleeping wings...
I want to be open for you, so you could be my special one -
my only one - are you?