My heart, it beats for one,
and I know that one is you,
though broken, shattered, and weighing a ton,
the love that it feels is true.
You are the most beautiful girl to me,
my love, my goddess, my beauty, my queen,
my fairy, my angel, my sight to see,
you are my everthing, is what i mean,
and while you sleep within your rose's petals,
I suffer on it's thorns below,
just to be that much closer to you,
because I've had the best and now i know,
that I can't fall back on any girl to compare,
cause you win with your eyes, and you win with your smile,
with your lips, your nose, your face, and your hair.
I am prepared to wait for a while,
for you, my girl upon her hill,
and i wish you would come back down to me,
because without you i just feel ill.