I dream of being a princess
With long, flowing hair,
On a stage of magical surroundings
Without a worry or a care.

Everything is like a dream
The air is full of mist.
I turn to find my gentle prince
Behold I have been kissed
Upon my hand. He bows
I curtsy and we begin to dance
Around the room we're circling
As I become entranced.

I am a princess at the ball
Just like in fairy tales,
And all the people at the ball
Think I'm the fairest one of all.

Written by Tracie Stanley 9-5-1999 2:10 am
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