Prince of the heart
His father's son
His feet move to the beat of the drum
and my heart lies within me
following that same beat
I look at him, waiting for him to understand my eyes
I turn, expecting yet unsure
Waiting to see if he'll catch my fall
To see if he'll let me catch his
Crowned in all his glory
Flying on high
I stretch my wings, hoping to fly beside him
I'd follow you anywhere, I want to say
My trust in you is absolute
I gave you my heart as we were talking
Think about what you've done to me
Don't take wing
Don't ever leave my side
Stay, stay, stay
I just want you to stay.
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