I miss the long and sunny laughs
The stars that would dance in your beautiful eyes
Your creased brow when you’d worry…

I think you when you travelled by
And when you heard a sad story how you’d blink and sigh
And the color of your old and beaten lorry…

Our townsfolk never knew you cried
You fooled them with that steely stare
They never knew who really lived down by that dusty road…

And parents would have loved to see me
Move away and earn a pay
To forget I ever saw the prince that was to them a toad…

But something great was in that man
And lives in him forever still
For me he was the alien ship that people call true love…

He brought a bow, gave me a string
And the will to capture everything I’ve ever aimed to catch
My fierce burning ambition, my calm and stately dove…

I tell you now of who he was
Of what I saw and felt and knew
And of all I’d give for that precious time past to simply borrow…


And when I’ve told you all he was
Of all I saw and felt and knew, I wonder did he know it too?
And if not, will I tell him then, when we meet on the morrow…?