Cinderella, cinderella.
She had golden hair and bright blue eyes,
she spent days cleaning with her helper mice
Cinderella, cinderella, with a beauty so fair
dreamt of the day a prince would save her
she fantasised of ball gowns and diamond rings
she thought a prince could give her everything
she would sing about her perfect, royal marrige
and traveling in a horse drawn carrige
poor cinderella, she was as blind as can be
the day a prince swept her off of her feet
she didn't feel her self falling down
he had left her all alone, without a sound
once upon a time, a beautiful girl
got lost in expectations of the world
Cinderella, cinderella, why can't you see
the strong woman you can be?