If you were to ask what I dream of my love
Oh what incredible stories my mind could tell
All about magical things or what some call fairy tales
The details I could share could make me seem unwell.

I dream of ruling the people of ancient kingdoms
Of sitting beside my King upon our matching thrones
I dream of training the deadliest fire breathing dragons
High above the kingdom inside the caves they call home.

If you were to ask me what it is I wish for my sweet
It would be for things to go back to the way they once were
To retirn to,a previous lifetime, long since past us now
And...