Moonlight cracking on the pane,
Tree limbs creeping in again.
Whispered words of mere frustration,
Ah but all words have power.
Lightning dancing on the wind,
Glitter floating through the air
Silence is golden without them here
But boredom would soon set in
So off I go to try the maze
And win them back while in a daze
sexy leather pants and boots
wonder what he would charge for their use
Alright you damn Goblin King
I will trade you them for Sarah's ring
