I-I'd love to, but I... I don't have a-a title, or anything, I wouldn't... I wouldn't be able to be near you, and that would...

[he takes a deep breath, then looks at her with honest, sad blue eyes.]

Here's a story of a boy
Who kept a heavy secret
Hiding with a stranger's name
to cover his own weakness...

Living in the darkness
there's no color to be found
And every day he felt like he was falling
ever crawling until he was sure he'd drown

[He hesitates, then hops down from the counter, still holding one of her hands but raising the other to brush her hair behind her ear with a sad smile.]

Then he met a princess
in an instant life seemed brighter
And when she held his hand he felt
like hope was finally within reach...

Even when it's darkest,
there are colors all around
and hope can even find you when you're unready
all unsteady, lost and don't think you can be found...

At least, uh, that's... that's what I've, um. I've been thinking about.

[He's blushing a little, now.]