I wish I was a Princess being married to that Prince.
I love his smile and love his walk.
He is so handsome without a doubt.
But does he know, I care for him, I love him and I miss him so?
All he sees me as is a little school girl.
Wish he could see past that little girly face of mine.
I'd love to hear him say, "I Love You, will you be my princess here after?"
I'd answer yes, and kiss him all over.
So sad, that I can only dream of this.
Perhaps in my fourth coming life, I can be his wife.
I love his honesty and that dear soul of his.
I only wish I was from the same cast as him.
Had I not been a peasant, I could have married him.
I'm sorry, I really am.
I hope I have not said to much to heart your heart.
I pray that you get the woman of your dreams.
For I will always be nothing but a peasant.
