this is not a fairy tale

somewhere in a lonely castle tower
she's weeping past the midnight hour
long golden locks hang down the wall
and she's waiting for her prince to call
and take her from this place
how she longs to see his face
and they will ride off together
& live happily always and forever
she's been a prisoner far too long
he found her by following a song
that only his heart could hear
it was like she whispered in his ear
"save me, if you think I should be free"
never had he been so enchanted by beauty
she needed a hero, it had to be this man
it was then these two formed their plan
and he promised he'd be there
he'd climb the rope made from hair
of his beloved and they would run away
tomorrow would be a brand new day
a brand new life
she would be his wife
he's lying in ice and snow
and she has no way to know
that her prince has fallen from his horse