A vision of you
Knighted, with the letter “K”
Not the letter “N”
A vision of you
Knighted, with the letter “K”
Not the letter “N”
Snowy rock and grass
Through these mountain-pined green eyes
You’re at every pass
She was left for dead
But I need her, so I prayed
And revived Springtime
I’ll never forget
Your outstretched hand in the fire
What I thought was Love
You deserve a storm
You are in need, Man
Very most likely
remember the rush