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.