Cinderella

Cinderella is coming home

She’s barely dressed

She’s on her own

See her as the cold gets close

She whispers to herself

I’d love to be more

than this fool by the door

I’d love to be kissed

You’re craving for this

Feel the passion and poors

I’d love to be yours

I would be proud and I would be pleased

I would feel special and I would be chased

I would adore if you knock at that door right now

Boy you would be loved

would be loved

You would be loved

would be loved

You

Who is the one who give you cheers

At the foot of the holy hill

Hide behind the bushy thymes

She will sing you a lullaby

I’d love to be loved

I’d love to be loved

I’d love to be kissed

You’re craving for this

All the passion and poors

I’d love to be yours

I would be proud and I would be pleased

I would feel special and I would be chased

I would adore if you knock at that door right now

Boy you would be loved

would be loved

You would be loved

would be loved

You