Before I even knew her name I heard a ring as loud as could be.
With wings this fairy sings a song I've heard, but not from memory.
Far away or near, she's here to tell me all of her silly fears.
I cry and smile listening to the memories of her voice so clear.

Dare I say that quickly from nothing,
abruptly that something I've felt never before?
Clouded in dust is a mind full of lust,
and a heart beating harder than ever before.

I could fall asleep forever now
as long as I knew that I’d dream of her.
With the thrill of a kiss I have dealt with this.
She’s an echo of a whisper

I knew that I'd find her
But I wasn't looking.

Our mind is a riot
Hardly swaying out of fantasy.

At most its perfection
But still waiting for something.

Our body is fire
So we burn brighter.

I'm still not looking
because now I have found
that Belle has a ring to her,
what a beautiful sound.