Leant back in my chamber
Yet onto those of white painted walls
Little did I peep through my casement
Could see nothing but a senorita in haze

Clad in her white Cinderella attire
I couldn't but sit and admire
Merry go round is all that she went
Laughter, joy smiles were, yes all of that she dreamt

Chaos noise obstacle amidst
She still longed to be gay
Envying her state of free rein
Couldn't that be my state
Was all that I sighed

Imprisoned to time barred by age
Threshold never to be crossed
Laid back in chamber, my last breath carried
Yet another untold story left unburried
Yet another untold story left unburried