My words are light
my head lighter but my heart's weight heavier
  Far ago waiting for the deed
       Beyond the castle doors
Funny how it's sunny at the moment.
    The doors open to all suggestions                                                      
Good, bad , worst you name it
     I've been left looking beyond  My castle door for the face      
      That will crease to be mine    
He'll walk head high and chin up
     to the bride in white with roses in her hair    
To the bride he'll call his own forever
   I've been left at the alter before
This time I choose to walk away