sleepy lights
reaching for you from down the hall
traced back
to the place from where i dream of you
it seems that what i want is so near
but out of reach and it's clear
that you're someone who i'll never get to hold and kiss good night
it frightens me to think
that i'll never hear you say or whisper
"i love you" in my ear
shafts of light
shoot from your room onto the street
where i stand
the sidewalk's black hue is turned to gray
and you, you pray
that your crowned prince will come
and show his face at your door and take you away to a place
where he will love you forever more
all those things that i would gladly do for you
right here- anything for you... right here