Cinderella

There is inside me a peasant girl
that longs and hopes for love
She's full of cinders from
burning flames and rises
from the ashes...

I had a prince once
Now he's gone
The fire just flares and flickers
The burning, waving sight of it
that helps me understand...

I am oppressed and must break free
from stepsisters of the land
I'm more of a person than some
I think, I could easily be a princess...

But royalty isn't fortune
and it isn't status or fame
It's when someone comes from a higher place
and loves and worships you...

You can find perfection
I can find it too
He will be searching for me
while I wait for him

My fairy angel will guide him towards me
We'll ride the perfect road to peace
a sealed love always pure to destiny...