A knight of ghosts and shadows
The last of a dying breed...

There's something about this cowgirl
That puts a smile on my face...

They say cowgirls don't cry
But that's just a lie...

Every knight needs a lady
A lady fair and bright...

You must be a lost Angel
For Heaven is so far away...

My cowgirl and my lady
Is what I want you to be...

As you lay here beside me
Clad only in shadow and light...

Sighing softly I sit by your side
You made this place for you to hide...