The Ride

She knew they'd weave 

A dream that night

Of silver swords, the sweetest chords

The Northern Lights

She told them both that she was 

Made for beds of ice

Offered up her mind

Let’s go for a ride

He’ll play the stranger

She’ll play the one he can adore

She’ll play the spinning thread

And he’s the one that she’s been searching for

She’ll play the siren

He’ll play the one who saves the day

He’ll play the man on bended knee 

She’ll play the one 

Who got away 

Poured a hundred years 

And drank a legacy

Watched the smallness of her hands 

On the mahogany

And every inch of earth became 

A ballroom at their feet

Dancing in the crashing waves 

Her silent certainty

He’ll play the stranger

She’ll play the one he can adore

She’ll play the spinning thread

And he’s the one that she’s been searching for

She’ll play the siren

He’ll play the one who saves the day

He’ll play the man on bended knee 

She’ll play the one...

Take a bow, Ms. Cinderella

Make a wish and break the spell

You were made 

For more than longing

Hanging on a sweet tomorrow

Making up for secret sorrow

Pretty dancing, dying for a song

Come a little closer, won't be long

He’ll play the stranger

She’ll play the one he can adore

She’ll play the spinning thread

And he’s the one that she’s been searching for

She’ll play the siren

He’ll play the one who saves the day

He’ll play the man on bended knee 

She’ll play the one

She'll play the one

She'll play the one

Who got away