| You smile, you charm, you hold his sense
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| Bewilder everything
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| So hard to see, you can hardly keep back your tears
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| So innocent, you enchant the world
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| But you don’t care at all
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| Seek something else
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| You’re blinding
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| You’re hiding…
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| If you held out your hand, would it be such a dangerous deed?
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| Would you lose your dream?
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| If you held out your hand, you could hope that your prince’s waiting near…
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| Should he wait in vain?
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| You give, you play a twinkling star
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| But never close enough
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| And when you shine you hide how fragile you are
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| So differently, repulsive force
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| That’s why you hesitate
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| But somehow more
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| You’re blinding
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| You’re hiding…
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| If you held out your hand, would it be such a dangerous deed?
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| Would you lose your dream?
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| If you held out your hand, you could hope that your prince’s waiting near…
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| Should he wait in vain?
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| It’s silent all around
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| A shattered trace…
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| The dim glow hesitates to light your face
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| Your ego smeared all that remains this night
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| A shadow on your face
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| Should all this fade in emptiness?
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| Oh no! |
| Oh no!
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| Love should not be wasted in vain
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| If you held out your hand, would it be such a dangerous deed?
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| Would you lose your dream?
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| If you held out your hand, you could hope that your prince’s waiting near…
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| Should he wait in vain? |