a prince on a horse

i am propped against the couch

watching my special guy

with his handsome slouch

and eyes the color of the sky

oh, what a dream

with a fake fantasy gleam

i? with a prince on a horse?

yea, right of course...:P

i am sitting on my bed

he is talking with a voice of bass

with his sandy colored hair

and eyes green as grass

oh, what a dream

with a fake fantasy gleam

i? with a prince on a horse?

yea, right of course...:P

i am sitting on a simple chair

looking with wonder

i just sit and stare

and wait for the thunder

i fell for black hair and brown eyes

with a magical smile, and his laugh and his sighs

he has such a sweet personality

i croon

just i wish for the ability

not to be such a shy raccoon

but i know we share true love

and that's all that matters

so the god sitting above

shall send two ladders

and a white love dove

oh, what a dream

with a fake fantasy gleam

i? with a prince on a horse?

yea, right of course...:P

but this is no dream!

there is no fake gleam!

there isn't even a horse,

of course....

there is just simple adore

for who he really is on the inside

his specialty isn't good looks, it is more!

it is the lovely heart that is disguised behind...