Once apon a dreamland night
A night where dreans of taking flight
Drifted through my cluttered mind
Saerching, looking, hoping to find
The answer to all unknown things
Like love, and time, and wedding rings
And when these things will have my heart
Posses it, hold it, or rip it apart
I wonder when I'll find my prince
Love him, hold him, steal a kiss...
And if true love can really last
Or will ruin it by moving too fast
Will our love stay feirce and true?
And in my dream I thought and flew
Of all the things i do not know
Like where time comes from? where's it go?
And what is love? A feeling or more?
A want? A need? I'm never sure...
I can't be sure from what I've heard
It could be a feeling, a though, a word
An emotion, a person, a myth, a dream
These things are never as they seem...
I however, while soaring the sky
Wonder if love could ever die
I think that it is many things
A wonderful pain that makes his heart sing
A breaking, surendurous, lasting gift
A dream, a drug, a loving lift
A tug at your heart, a calling to fate
A destiny, a person, a reason to be late
I love tis feeling, or whatever it is
This hnowing my heart's not mine, but his
This lasting thought, this wonderful word
This want, this need, or so I've heard
I'll love my prince, though I can't understand
As I soar throughoutr skies in my dreamland...
A night where dreans of taking flight
Drifted through my cluttered mind
Saerching, looking, hoping to find
The answer to all unknown things
Like love, and time, and wedding rings
And when these things will have my heart
Posses it, hold it, or rip it apart
I wonder when I'll find my prince
Love him, hold him, steal a kiss...
And if true love can really last
Or will ruin it by moving too fast
Will our love stay feirce and true?
And in my dream I thought and flew
Of all the things i do not know
Like where time comes from? where's it go?
And what is love? A feeling or more?
A want? A need? I'm never sure...
I can't be sure from what I've heard
It could be a feeling, a though, a word
An emotion, a person, a myth, a dream
These things are never as they seem...
I however, while soaring the sky
Wonder if love could ever die
I think that it is many things
A wonderful pain that makes his heart sing
A breaking, surendurous, lasting gift
A dream, a drug, a loving lift
A tug at your heart, a calling to fate
A destiny, a person, a reason to be late
I love tis feeling, or whatever it is
This hnowing my heart's not mine, but his
This lasting thought, this wonderful word
This want, this need, or so I've heard
I'll love my prince, though I can't understand
As I soar throughoutr skies in my dreamland...
