• There is a man that comes late at night,
    Sneaking in my dreams and leaving in the sunlight,
    Handsomer than any form god can take,
    I live in the hopes of meeting him everyday i wake,
    One worth more than a jewel,
    More special than a teardrop in a pool,
    With a status higher than any king,
    A man shinier than a pure gold ring,
    Made in heaven sent straight to earth,
    A gift to all since his birth,
    Something nobody can gain,
    Leaving him would be such a pain,
    Worth taking the risk of eternal death,
    I'll gladly lye in my grave with his name on my wreath,
    With love for you given from me,
    Who knows you may not even be.