Once upon a time…
In a large room
With a tiny window
And mirror mirrors on the wall,

He’ll call her Sleeping Beauty,
and kiss her a while;
she waits for the prince.

In a land far far away...
They’ll be face to face.
Or they’ll be chin to forehead.
They’ll be locked away

Up in the highest tower...
He'll charge into her,
Horses pounding at her heart.
                                    
He doesn’t know how to dream
And he hates it when she sings
So she just screams.

He’ll only come a little while.
And then she’ll fall back into sleep
so beautifully. It’ll seem

they all lived happily ever after...

The End.