Can we turn back the time,
to when all stories rhymed?
The princess always met the prince,
ending with wedding bliss.

Wishing on a shooting star,
my dreams took me very far
far, far away
up to the day I met you.

But dreams don't always come true,
and I'm still locked in a tower, waiting for you.
and my mom told me that he would call.
But I'm here waiting, for nothing at all.

So, I wished on that very same star.
Began to dream but didn't get very far.
Somehow I knew today wasn't the day
my prince would come and take me away.

But I began to write a very new story,
about a girl who met a guy without a worry.
He's beautiful, and wonderful, everything you'd wish,
but there's a twist, he's not the prince.

I tried, and tired to make him mine
but the show didn't fit every time.
In the stories the prince was easy to spot,
but in real life it's harder than not.

Can we turn back the clocks,
the time we we're on the docks.
I told you my story,
your smile said 'don't worry'.

Little did I know that that was the day
when you'd find me and we'd run away,
My dream became reality,
you had the key to set me free.

I know now that dreams do come true,
how else could I have met you?
My mom told me, the weddings about to start.
My prince, I love you with all of my heart.