Like cinderella waiting with her glass shoe in hand my thoughts drift to far off lands like in the story books i read in my youth and what an effect they had on me! How can i keep from dreaming in a world like this where things come true only after waiting. How can i when my patience is wearing thin and my heart is fluttering like the leaves in the wind waiting for another season to grow in. It's time for sleep, won't you tuck me in and tell me when it's spring again I'll sleep until you wake me with kisses like a daydream and tell me it's all ending.