The beautiful dress, lay await in the store, for only me

Just how lovely, that one would defiantly look, on thee

No one else, will have the chance, to be the only one

I will race right down, to the place, it will be so fun

I’m acting, just like Cinderella, on her very special night

I positively know, it will fit perfect, and I will look so right

So here I am waiting, at the now closed, empty clothing store

The dress I long for, is gone from the window, that I adore

Now I’m sad, and dragging myself back, to my empty home

Where my closet stands empty, and all others are very alone

I don’t really need, that beautiful dress, it probably wont even fit

So I will have, some red wine, and a lonely candle, I will have lit