But alas this wouldn't be read again and it wouldn't be understood....
I wish I had a poem that could say my feelings to you,
I tried searching the web, but I couldn't find one too.
Then I thought I'll write it and send it to my Robinhood,
But alas this wouldn't be read again, and it wouldn't be understood...
I thought I'll write my soul, my heart and my story to my mate,
about how I go speechless when they ask me about our fate.
They ask me whats the matter, isn't it late, is there any way?
And I say he is ready and he will one day take me away...
I know I sound stupid to you 'cauz you think that I'm high,
but that's how I could express myself to baby my.
Cauz I'm waiting for my prince to come and take me for my good,
but alas this wouldn't be read again and it wouldn't be understood....