My Knight in Shinning Armor

As I lie down to sleep,
I wait for my knight in shinning armor,
Where is he I ask, for I can not find him,
Has he found another princess,
Surely he has not,
For he is the prince that comes on a white stallion,

Sometimes I throw my long hair out of the window,
Hoping that my prince, my knight in shinning armor,
Will climb to my rescue,

I have often found myself in the forest,
Living a nice life until an evil witch casts a spell on me,
At these times, where is my prince,
My knight in shinning armor,

Often times I find myself in rags,
Scrubbing and washing until I’m to tired to move,
Where is my prince, my knight in shinning armor,
Where are you when I need you the most,

I have even found myself sitting next to a spinning wheel,
Where was my prince, my knight in shinning armor,
When I pricked my finger and fell into eternal sleep,

Where did he go, my prince, my knight in shinning armor,
When will he come,

Is that him, my prince, my knight in shinning armor,
Is he the one coming over that hill on a white stallion,
Yes! It is him as last.