Well I’ve always had a wild imagination
And a see through heart
Which I know can be, a wild combination
Like a flame forms from a spark
But don’t be shy, be brave little champion
It’s better to live than to hide.
I’m not a princess, this ain’t a fairy tale,
I’m not the one you’ll sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain’t Hollywood, this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down,
Now it’s too late for you and your white horse to come around.