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Album: Archers Rise
Once upon a time
In a land not much different than mine
There was a boy who swore he could fly
Whenever he looked into the princess's eyes
And so the story goes
He's just a pauper in tattered clothes
But he prayed every night
And wished upon a star
And his prayer went a little bit like this:
God, hear my cry
And I'll slay a dragon if I have to tonight
For just one sight
of her heart intertwined with mine
But Your will, not mine
Yes, Your will, not mine
At last there came a day
When she was just a stone's throw away
His moment had come so fast
This moment he did not want it to slip his grasp
And so the story goes
He's just a poor boy and nobody knows
But he stepped out from the crowd
And sang to her out loud
And the song sang a little bit like this:
Darling, hear my cry
And I'll slay a dragon if I have to tonight
For just one sight
of your heart intertwined with mine
If the Lord's will, not mine
It's the Lord's will, not mine
But it would be fine
If we could ride
On this magic carpet tonight
And we will dance
In a curtain of stars
But only the heavens could see us from afar
Could see us from afar
Could see us from afar
I have a confession to make:
The story you just heard
is a metaphor of you and me
And now I'm embarrassed.
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