Cinderella Dreams from LONDON TOWN by Kevin Devine.

CINDERELLA DREAMS

VERSE 1

Sweet Cinderella dreams, little girl who would be queen,

She’s lost in a world of fantasy,

Every day the same routine, of loss and hurt from teenage scenes,

One more trip, to end her misery.

CHORUS

Sweet, Sweet Cinderella,

Little girl but try to tell her,

This is not the place to be, 

No ribbons, no pearls, no glass slipper here.

VERSE 2

She thinks the streets are hers, how to get champagne and furs,

One day to be Queen of all she sees,

In and out of people’s cars, no handsome prince, just cheap chauffeurs,
Drives her even further to her knees.

CHORUS

Sweet, Sweet Cinderella,

Little girl but try to tell her,

This is not the place to be, 

No ribbons, no pearls, no glass slipper here.

MIDDLE BIT

She’s just a little girl a little girl
, she’s just a little girl a little girl.

Still Cinderella runs, from street to street, or anyone,

She trips in her world of ecstasy,

She wants to settle down, to find her Prince, accept his crown,

And on her hand a diamond glitters,

Her story trends as people twitter,

Like, like, like, she glows in a blue velvet gown,

Stop press baby, there’s a new Queen in town.



VERSE 3

She sees her little child, The one she hides so deep inside,

Trapped in a world she cannot flee,

Smearing on her cherry lips, a painted smile, her latest trick,

To say goodbye to all she used to be.



CHORUS X 2

Sweet, Sweet Cinderella,
 Little girl but try to tell her,

This is not the place to be, 
No ribbons, no pearls,
Sweet, Sweet Cinderella,
 Little girl but try to tell her,

This is not the place to be, 
No ribbons, no pearls,

She’s a little girl no more.

• Electronic
• Pop
• easy listening
• indie pop
• synthpop
• synthwave
• synthwave.
• Hastings