Aurora was born and never told her own story 

Held by three fairies and sang with a voice of glory 

Living less of a queen

Only to die by the age of sixteen 

Without a prince charming

She couldn't run from fate 

Even on her dying day 

She slept until her prince came 

Wearing a cape of red and coming to see her in the bed 

To only hope that she would wake up 

And they soon would be wed 

But happily ever after was engraved in her head 

And then she woke up 

And was fifteen all over again 

She dreamt of a man and the happiness of a lifetime 

And believed her dream within a dream 

That could be real 

But was concealed

By a fantasy

Reality isn't much like the ones we have in our minds

And we wake up and we feel like we've lost a chunk of time 

Aurora dreamt of love 

A kind of love that she could not find 

Behind the walls of a castle 

That had only confined 

Her body, but not heart nor mind 

What if Aurora was sleeping all this time 

What if it was all a lie