I've stop seaching ...
for one to be a savior,
a knight in shinning armor
a bridge over troubled water
Because I've learned...
To slay my own dragon
Bring home my own bacon
Raise our many growing seeds
Basically to fulfill all the needs
But when it's all said and done
And the battles have been won
I desire someone that refreshes my soul
keeps my inner light enflamed, burning bold
So no matter how tough & independent I seem
Know, that this was never my ideal or dream
Even in your absence you are what keep me growing
I hold your spot, my king, so the river can keep flowing
I do what I have to keep the nation afloat
But it's definitely not with a boast or gloat
Just because I've learn to take up the slack
doesn't mean that you can't have your place back
I am no longer looking but I am open to being found
I still have faith that my king is some where around