A little girl sits on a swing

Allowing her little voice to sing

A song about the birds and the bees

A prince charming no one sees

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A little boy sits in the dark

Looking at his scars, his mark

What is love, if not pain?

They do love him, it's not vain

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Little figures in our view

Wanting love from me and you

Can't find what they look for

Just knowing there's something more

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A little older the girl is here

And what more does she have to fear?

The prince that comes with the night

The prince she knows isn't right

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Once boy, now a young man

From the terrors of home he ran

Little did he know his life was the same

Hurting people he loved, wherever he came

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Older figures in our view

Wanting love from me and you

Can't find what they look for

Just knowing there's something more

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Woman now, beautiful too

Yet her life can't be remade anew

Always that child with a scar

When the prince carried it too far

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Boy to man, such short time

Can't find reason, can't find rhyme

Is there love anywhere?

Doesn't anyone give a care?

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Everyday people in our view

Wanting love from me and you

Can't find what they look for

Just knowing there's something more