I was always told that Prince Charming would come,
But I’m afraid I was tired of waiting.
I dreamt every night of this perfect guy,
With perfect hair,
The perfect smile,
And eyes that made me fall for him every time I looked in them.
But I’m afraid I am tired of waiting.
As I was walking one day; I met an old lady
Sitting under a Sycamore tree.
She told me that wise women knew
That their love and true happiness
Sometimes lies within the hands and heart of Sherk.