In childhood I learned, as the books I loved would say, that if you're pretty and it's earned, someone will take you far away. So everyday I studied, how to move and how to stand, till' my soles and palms were bloody, I can be both small and and brand.
I learned to speak when addressed. How to blush and be demure. Knowing it was all a test and my prince will come for sure. I made myself into a princess. And If I were truly royale, he would be properly impressed, and to him I would be loyal.
And he'd stand before the court. And he'd tell the king and queen...that their crimes had been cut short. There'd be music and a ring.
And I wouldn't have to sing anymore..I wouldn't have to be someone I'm not. I wouldn't be this false facade.
And instead of ruling side by side, we'd see the world together in a scenic, classic carriage ride.
He'd be both kind and clever.
And the bars that kept me trapped here would be gone and lost forever.
And I wouldn't have to sing again. Or act the way they want.
So until he comes for me, my bigger dream is to be who you want to be.
...For I am a shadow. And I am the true self.
And I'll wait for you
I'll rescue you..
And you'll rescue me.
Prince, please save me.