I wanna be the shooting star,
The shooting star for you to wish,
Coming from afar,
Granting you every wish with every kiss.

I wanna be the pillar holding you high,
High above everyone in the sky,
Displaying your beauty for all to see,
But your beauty shouldn’t be free.

I wanna be your prince,
The prince in shining armor,
Lost in all your beauty,
Always able to convince,
Convince me to complete my duty,
Allowing none to harm her.

I wanna be your rock,
To be there for you in the time of need,
Allowing no one to break the lock,
The lock that prevents your heart to bleed.

I wanna be your everything,
Because you stole my heart,
Stole it from the very start,
Your my Queen let me be your King.