I will fight for yr honour
Slinging my lance thru the windmills of my mind
My sword would be used for good
And the revenge of anyone
Who would be used for good
A lonely heart, I do have
But I seek comfort in yr adorable looks
I loved from afar
And think of you more when you think
Of me quite insane
I dream of us on a while horse
Going thru this land
Conquering the injustices like Don Quixote
As the sun dips into the horizon
We rest for another day