Jealousy...
Is that what you feel?
I know this prince on his white horse
Comes waltzing into the ball
Telling me I'm something special
And you feel four feet tall.
Fear...
Perhaps you are feeling fear?
When he tells me to sing out
And use my voice
To make some noise
When I play guitar
And he is being very smooth.
His blonde hair glistening in the false spotlight.
Self doubt?
Perhaps everything would be fine without
This white horse Prince Charming you see as competition.
Well...
Let me tell you a little secret~
I don't like those fake ass white horse Prince charmings.
There is no one i'd rather be with than you dearest.
That's the truth
These white horse Prince charmings
Can go charm some helpless beauty
Cause I've got you
And I don't need any other guys in my life.
Yes, I love you dearest.
Your hair
Your eyes
Your intelligence
Your humor
Your innocence
Your smile
Your caring heart
Your talent
Your philosophical mind.
Everything about you.
Dearest, there's no one I love except for you.
With the exception of a different kind of love
Like that of my family and extremely close friends.
But the kind of love I refer to
Is and always will be,
Reserved for you my dear.
So please,
Let go of jealousy
And don't feel insecure
My heart belongs to you
And of that you can be sure.