the day.

there's cold french toast on the table
a full moon hanging overhead
she's stuck in that room
where you've locked her up
and thrown away the key to her heart.

she waiting, waiting on a prince,
hoping that one day
one fine day.

her food will finally be warm,
and she'll fall asleep with sweet dreams
with sweet dreams.
she'll feel safe,
because his arms
will be wrapped around
her heart.
that'll be the day.

So hop on your horse
and command your armies
this cold blank cell
is like a plague to her heart.
She never wanted to be the damsel
but right now she's in distress.

there's cold french toast on the table
a full moon hanging overhead
she's stuck in that room
where you've locked her up
and thrown away the key to her heart.

she waiting, waiting on a prince,
hoping that one day
one fine day.

her food will finally be warm,
and she'll fall asleep with sweet dreams
with sweet dreams.
she'll feel safe,
because his arms
will be wrapped around
her heart.
that'll be the day.

so hang on every word.
don't forget her smile,
look into her eyes
and know it's right
you know you're right

i'll feel safe,
because your arms
will be wrapped around
my heart.
that'll be the day.

lets make this the day,
this is our day.