Cloak round her pretty dress
The hair in such a mess
Published in the press

The princess is in danger
She trusted the older stranger
The kingdom sent messenger
They're looking for avenger

A beauty walks the streets
Doesn't suspect a thing
When out jumps wrapped in sheets
A ghost of evergreen

And I'm walking that line
And I will be just fine
I don't need to be saved
For I am not enslaved