I'm a prince who is not charming anymore... But I'll sing for you until the stars go down and the moon cry by.
And I promise that someday I'll give you the crown you deserve, my dear.
Waiting for the winter sun and the cold light of day, waiting for silver suns and golden moons... I had wings that couldn't fly and tears that I couldn't cry My emotions frozen in an icy lake I couldn't feel them Until the ice began to break
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