

(aaahhh) Behind the heavy iron gates
A quiet kingdom sits and waits
She counts the falling autumn leaves
And spins her dreams of gold
High notes rising in the air
A crown of stars
upon her hair
Her song can make
the mountains bow
And break the ancient spell
She steps beyond the marble hall
To where the silent shadows fall
With every step the gardens bloom
Rewriting all she knew
No longer locked inside a tower
She finds her own untamed power (ooooh)
High notes rising in the air
A crown of stars
upon her hair
Her song can make
the mountains bow
And break the ancient spell
And the spell
is broken...