Cinderella, cinderella.

She had golden hair and bright blue eyes,

she spent days cleaning with her helper mice

Cinderella, cinderella, with a beauty so fair

dreamt of the day a prince would save her

she fantasised of ball gowns and diamond rings

she thought a prince could give her everything

she would sing about her perfect, royal marrige

and traveling in a horse drawn carrige

poor cinderella, she was as blind as can be

the day a prince swept her off of her feet

she didn't feel her self falling down

he had left her all alone, without a sound

once upon a time, a beautiful girl

got lost in expectations of the world

Cinderella, cinderella, why can't you see

the strong woman you can be?