Oh to be betrothed unto a Rose Cross Knight
To be saved in love from the Dragons flight
This tower is a prison, this castle a tomb
I wish to be free from its terror and gloom
Be that as it may, I sit here all alone
There is nothing to enchant me no word nor song
If only a young man would pass by my way
And sing me a Knights true seranade
Where is the one who will make me alive
The Knight in shining armour by my side
Oh must I wait till eternity's o'er
For that Rose Cross Knight to come to my door
So sadly I sing to the tune of my lute
I wait and watch by the tower and the moot
The Knights they are yonder and they hear me not
I wish one would take me to Camelot
I am here and under duress
Will not one save this damsel in distress?
I shall tie a message to this arrow
And send it out.. to where shall it go?
Please tell me what you think
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Super awesome-o.
This is a nice take on those feelings only life can write for. I suppose that's why so many people relate to the knights and damsels in distress.

