Here I Stand,
In a dress so white.
And here I wait.
For your gentle hand
Everything you gave me
Piles below my feet
And so I stand
On this pile of wealth and lies
Waiting for your hand
They tell me I'm Cinderella
That I'm lucky and wish me happiness
But in my heart is a bleak cold darkness
For I alone know that I'm no princess
That you do not love me
That here is no happiness
So don't use me as an image.
Don't use me for your redemption
My glass shoes fits perfectly
It won't fall
It won't break
Not to you
Diamonds upon me
A ring on my finger
Look at you, my dark prince
You don't know how it hurts
I love you,
But I don't know why
I know you will hurt me
I know I will cry
You manipulate me
And one day
I shall be your dark princess
But somewhere deep within my heart
I cannot help but to slip off my shoe
And hope that you will find me
Am I so Naive?
To think that you love me?
Here I am
Before the altar
Here I stand
And you do not come
How stupid I am for in my heart
I still lie,
"He will come"
Cinderella, Cinderella
They say she was so happy
And that she had a happy ending
But how can that be?
Did she spend nights thinking,
Of things to say to her prince charming?
Did she walking into his room night after night
Wishing he was there
How I hate to love
How I hate him
But my shoe was found
And he has taken my hear
And I cannot help it
But to think of him day and night
To love him without reason
And wait for him to come
So where is my happy ending?
In this castle so alone?
Where is my prince?
Where is my hero?