flashing from place to place
But, oh, the brightness of the glow
upon your smiling face.
You're not a knight who can recite
love words in fashion grand
But, oh, the sweetness of your lips
upon my trembling hand!
You're not a knight on a great steed of white
holding a great broadsword high,
But, oh, the tenderness of your caress--
pure as an angel's sigh.
You're not a knight who all hell would fight
to win his lady fair,
But, somehow, when I've needed you most--
You've been standing there.
You're not a knight who's glorious might
is in his sword and shield,
But, somehow, you're my source of strength
my hidden wish fulfilled.
You're not a knight who's man's delight
as a beautiful work of art,
But, ah, to me, you are a masterpiece
To be cherished in my heart.
love
"SUGARLADY"
