Cinderella, sometimes drifting up an down the hall Dreaming daydreams 'bout the great big chance Will anyone invite her to the magic crystal ball, Will a prince charming ask her to dance?
Cinderella always cries before she falls asleep Winter, summer, springtime, even fall She thinks she's born a loser and it makes her weep She knows for sure her feet are way too small
Cinderella's full of sorrow Wishing till in dreams she falls apart No one knows about tomorrow And all good things are coming from the heart
Cinderella never sees her footprints in the sand She's losing all belief in good romance Will anybody notice her, will someone in the end? But life's what's happening to you While you're making other plans
Cinderella's full of sorrow Wishing till in dreams she falls apart No one knows about tomorrow And all good things are coming from the heart
Cinderella's full of sorrow Nothing ever matches, nothing rhymes No one knows about tomorrow Life's a bitch to Cinderella sometimes Life's a bitch to Cinderella sometimesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
