she tries to paint a picture of her future in the sky
but the tears rolling down her cheekbones give light to her disguise
so princess won’t you tell me what’s on your troubled mind
she composes her face, lies and fakes a smile
hesitates to make him cry, but she’s survived a thousand nights alike
she thinks twice to call him cold, though she knows, he’s lost without a soul
she slowly opens her mouth, trying to bravely think out loud
but she doesn’t know how to go about, voicing her fears and doubts
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