I think
I’m kind of strange
In the past
I dreamed myself
to be a
noble virgin
in a tower
I wanted to be
sensitive, gentle, tender
helpless, in need of someone to guide me
And then the prince would come
in shining armor
on a tall white horse
And he would
only come to rescue me
and care for me
But I was strong
My life was clear
There were no dreadful
dangers
I was emancipated
not weak
And I made my life
without
a prince
to help me
And now
my dream did come true
So to say at least
And I am far away
from being glad
I am weak
I need guidance
I am too sensitive to bear, too tender
I am forgotten in my tower
But where the hell
did my
dammed prince go?!
I’m kind of strange
In the past
I dreamed myself
to be a
noble virgin
in a tower
I wanted to be
sensitive, gentle, tender
helpless, in need of someone to guide me
And then the prince would come
in shining armor
on a tall white horse
And he would
only come to rescue me
and care for me
But I was strong
My life was clear
There were no dreadful
dangers
I was emancipated
not weak
And I made my life
without
a prince
to help me
And now
my dream did come true
So to say at least
And I am far away
from being glad
I am weak
I need guidance
I am too sensitive to bear, too tender
I am forgotten in my tower
But where the hell
did my
dammed prince go?!