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I believed when the clock struck 12 ..
I would still remain gracefully posed in the centre of the ballroom .
I believed I would take my princess's hand and tell me she has chosen me .

I believed it wasnt just a fantasy..
I guess I wasn't delusional in the face of something so perfect ?
because the dress did not turned back to rags

I clutched my clothing in pride
and cringed at the looks present around the ballroom .
the princess is mine ..













Taking my time I'm trying to leave the memories of you behind I'm gonna be fine As soon as I get your picture right out of my mind I wanna feel the way you make me feel when I'm with you I wanna be the only hand, you need to hold on to But everytime I call you don't have time I guess I'll never get to call you mine For nothing at all, I know theres a million reasons why I shouldn't call With nothing to say, could easily make this conversation last all day Another lesson I didn't get to learn Your my obsession I've got nowhere to turn