~All I want is the king of stone
Who's got me sprung then thrown
Maybe it was the drinking
That had me thinking
Baby I was in love with you
But I think you'll find
That it wasn't the wine
But the way you sparkle and shine
Oh will you be there~

I hate bein' on the road, bein' away from home…away from him.
I've been doing this for so long that I don't know what else I could do.
Sometimes, late at night, we talk about it, about what I'm gonna do when I can't wrestle any more.
I have this dream, see.
I want to buy a nice little house, settle down, maybe adopted a couple kids, and open my own store.
Maybe one of them little coffee shop/bookstore things.
And then fill it up with comic books.
Yeah, that's my dream.
Me, Shannon, and our babies.
Sounds perfect, don't it?

~All I want is a king to love me
Well then I think I'd be happy
With all this noise
Crashing through my head
I will be silent with him in my bed~

It's getting harder for me to drag myself outta bed and get on the plane.
It's getting harder for me to leave him.
Hell, it's even hard for me to leave when he goes with me.
I spent so much time wantin' this, wishin' for it, dreamin' about it.
And now that I have him, I ain't sure what to do.
I know he loves me, but I know he misses things - the crowds cheering his name, the rush of the music…them.
I give him everything I can, everything I think he needs, but sometimes I wonder…
Is it enough?

~All I want are the crowds
To follow me home
So that I won't feel too alone
When I come home
And I'm off the stage
And I have released all this rage
Leaving me unto an empty page
Oh will you be there~

At first I felt bad when I talked about work, cuz I knew he missed it so much.
He never said anything, but I could tell.
I'd watch him sometimes, reading magazines, watching tape after tape of matches.
Sometimes he'd smile when he watched me.
But he always cried when he watched himself.
I told him it didn't matter to me that he couldn't work no more, cuz I would take care of him forever.
If he wanted me to.
That's when he told me that he used to wish he had died in the crash.
That way, he wouldn't have to know what it felt like to NOT be Shannon Moore.

~All I want is the world's approval
And to dance to every beat I move to
And I think that maybe
Then I would see
What they say they see in me
All I want is a touch of Marilyn
With the heart and soul of Steinem
And I think that maybe
Then I would see
What they see in me~

He's so damn smart and talented.
He writes these awesome songs and music.
He just sold a bunch of 'em to some new band and their CD is comin' out next month.
I told him he was still who he was, he was still playin' to the crowd, just in a different arena.
I think that made him happy, cuz he smiles all the time now.
And nothin' makes me happier than to see him like that.
He's got his new life now.
He's got me now.
And I'm about to do somethin' that could change both our lives forever.

~All I want is a king to love me
Well then I think I'd be happy
With all this noise
Crashing through my head
I will be silent with him in my bed~

I didn't tell him I wasn't gonna renew my contract.
I didn't tell him I had found the perfect place for my store.
And I didn't tell him about the houses we were gonna be lookin' at this weekend.
All I told him was that I had a few days off and wanted to go for a drive.
Shannon's always loved surprises.
I just hope he loves this one.
I made reservations for us to fly to Canada next weekend.
I found the perfect little chapel in the country.
I called the courthouse and got all the information for getting our license.
Now I just hope he says yes.

~All I want is the world's approval
And to dance to every beat I move to
And I think that maybe
Then I would see
What they say they see in me~

I wish I could tell him what it is about him that I love so much.
I wish I had the words to express the way I feel about him.
I wish I could read the look on his face as I pull up in front of the first house.
He looks at it, smiles and tells me he loves it.
I tell him we have three more to look at and he smiles.
When he finally decides that the second house is perfect, we go back and look at it one more time.
When we walk out on the balcony in the bedroom and he looks out over the woods, I know it's now or never.
He looks so happy, so content.
When I take the ring out of my pocket, he looks confused.
When I get down on my knee and take his hand, he looks nervous.
When I ask him, he says yes.
I wish I could tell him what I see in him, but I don't have the words.
I'll just have to settle for loving him until I do.

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