I stopped believing in true love,
I stopped believing in grace.
I stopped believing in happiness,
Hope was gone without a trace.
I remember the stories so well,
they all began with "Once Upon a Time,"
They promised there would be a Prince Charming,
And I dreamed of the day you would be mine.
Childhood innocence was lost,
I became so cold and jaded.
Now those memories of fairy tales
seem to have all but faded.
Then one night I remembered
Sleeping beauty, in her slumber lay
and i began again to dream of you,
whispering softly for you to stay.
Grace renewed its hold on me,
Possibilities of love became true.
I still believe in fairy tales,
and I still believe in you.
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