Destiny

A fairy tale princess will marry a prince,
For that's how the story must go.
Regardless of others who try to convince
Her that, if he had love, it would show.
The poor peasant farmer has love in his heart,
That the kindhearted princess won't see.
For everyone knows that she must play her part
When Prince Charming is down on one knee.
She'll play with her hair,
He'll stutter and stare,
But that poor farmer boy has no chance.
She'll drop every notion
Of love and devotion
When the prince asks her for the next dance.