Swan Princess pt.1 Hope

I dempt of the girl at the lake last night
Her dress flowing with the wind in the direction of the moon,
The calm water of the lake washing over her pale feet

She looks at me with those delicate blue eyes
Her face is expressionless except for those eyes
They show her sorrow, her pain and all the things she'll never do again

As the moon leaves the night sky, so does she, vanashing from the lake
Only her footprints near the lake are left
And so I wake from my dream, with a heavy heart.