I look for you within the night.
With tall tale words of wishful flight.
Thy eyes are gazed upon you brightly.
With hopes, and dreams at heart.
I do not believe in Fairy tales, But a yearning in my heart.
I seize to fantasize of unrealistic things.
For my knight in shinning armor has faded with thy dreams.
For when my eyes are open, and reality settles in.
If only you could turn back time, and do it all again.
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