Little boy never dared to speak
Silently watching the girl of his dreams
She turned and she tossed
And he thought she was oh so sweet
But like a lamb, he was oh so meek
Little girl grew up quite alone
She never had anyone she could turn to at home
She noticed a boy who would just sit there
Dreaming on his phone
She never knew that he was too quite, quite alone
If only we would learn how to love
Little boy grew up, he became a man
Never mustered up the courage to have a female friend
He never once opened his heart, he never opened his mind
To him all girls, all women, were a cold, cold surprise
Little girl grew up, she was, oh, quite beautiful
She learned how to tie her hair
She learned how to play the fool
She first played with boys
Now she has started to play with men
She never once fell in love
She was trying to be the princess at the fairytale’s end
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