I put on my Dancing Shoes
I am a princess, I am a princess,
You made me a princess, You did.
Not my fault (that)
I don’t know any other.
I dance to my own beat
I no longer make a hasty retreat
You made me ; You make me.
I am glory; I am loving this story
You made me ; You make me.
I am on my own
heady and flighty, dreamy and dancy
No one can hold me down
You hold me high ; your twirl me around
You do, oh, you do.
I put on my dancing shoes
I am dancing, I am dancing.
and then? Then, you just put off the music
In the pin-drop silence that ensues
I quietly gather my princess tinsel, my respect and my dancing shoes.
And wonder – what else is there to lose?
