What if Sleeping Beauty did not want to be woken up?
lyrics
SLEEPING BEAUTY
I used to be a princess,
The daughter of a king.
I slept in silks and satins,
I wore five golden rings.
But not I lie here naked,
A smile upon my face,
No more need to fake it,
No need to run the race.
Chorus
Here I am.
Here I am.
My dreams they take me far across the land.
Here I am.
Here I am.
I cross the desert oceans and sea sand.
My tower is made of jungle,
My tower is made of stone.
My tower is made of shadow,
My tower is made of bone.
No more handsome princes,
To keep me up at night,
Their promises of happiness,
Their eyes so fierce and bright, and
Repeat Chorus
Last night I spent in China,
This morning southern Spain,
Tomorrow Carolina,
Maybe Lake Champlain.
A year I spent in India,
A month in Paraguay,
An hour in Chicago,
A night on Bantry Bay, singing
Repeat Chorus
Well, I dreamed I was a poet,
I dreamed I was a poem,
About a woman who slayed dragons,
And lived in ancient Rome.
I dreamed I was an eagle,
A tiger and a bear.
I dreamed I was a seagull,
A walrus and a hare, singing
Repeat Chorus
Well, when you close your eyes,
And think of time,
Well, time just melts away.
When you write a song,
And try to rhyme,
The words get in the way.
He came to me this morning,
His lips so warm and sweet.
He kissed me without warning,
Nowhere to retreat. He said
Here I am.
Here I am.
My dreams it takes me far across the land.
Here I am.
Here I am.
I’ve crossed the desert oceans and sea sand.
My mouth is full of sleep dust,
My eyes are full of sand,
My heart is full of sorrow,
There’s cobwebs on my hand.
I wish you hadn’t come here,
I wish you’d stayed at home,
I wish you left me sleeping,
Dreaming on my own.
But here you are,
Here you are.
Your dreams they keep you shining like a star.
Here you are,
Here you are.
Is happy ever after so bizarre?
You know you’re not the way Ipictured you.
Your hair is full of dust.
Your face is full of sadness,
Your jewelry’s full of rust.
You’ve robbed me of my glory,
You’ve robbed me of my fame.
You’ve taken all my handsomeness,
Now nothing is the same.
But here you are,
Here you are.
Your dreams they keep you shining like a star.
Here you are,
Here you are.
Is happy ever after so bizarre?
credits
from Lane's Recycled Fairy Tales,
released April 28, 2013
Barry Lane, voice and guitar. Carol-lee Lane voice
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