The crimson sun hides behind the cliffs
There you see her rushing towards the cliffs
Through the greenery the little figure flies like a ghost
High on the cliffs, where she can feel the skies
She sits cross legged, a bright smile replacing the fading sun

She draws a small cassette player from pocket
Softly played music echoed through the nature
Slowly drowning into music, her eye lids close
The only voice that could reach out to her soul
Though it was just his voice, her heart is fluttering loud

In her fantasy, she was sitting on a swing in her porch
Kneeling down, is the man of her dreams
She places her small hand in his strong hand
Before she could blink her eyes, she was in his arms
They were swaying to the music of the night
While he softly sang close to her ears
They were words of magic which drew her more
As the song edged towards the end, his lips did find hers

The song ended, the fantasy ended too
She opened her eyes from the dreamy world
She was all alone in this dark night
Her feet numb with cold
With no prince to wrap his arms around her
Though illusions lead to happily ever afters, reality bleeds