As the sun sets and the moon rises
A hooded man sits on the horizon
The velvet of his gloves are crimson red
For every night i have bled
His hood hides his face
I recon its a disgrace
For him to hide is features
From unknown lurking creatures
I have met him every night
To my delight
Under the willow tree he waits
He waits until we meet or its up to fait
To bring us close
He holds a blood red rose
As he waits for me
As i walk up the side of the hill
I got a big thrill
For he held out the rose
And started to propose
My hand went to my eyes
For i started to cry
I took the rose
And yes is what i chose
I fell into his arms
No that i felt calm
He pulled back his hood
And then i understood
His eyes were a vibrant shade of icy blue
And his hair was black as it grew
Over his eyes grew brighter every time i saw him
I had to give him a shim
Just to see him
But now love is his only price
