She put on her ballerina slippers
and tied them up real tight...

It\\\'s a wonderland to dreamers
filled with purple, pink and blue...

I can see the fire in your heart
you left it burning there for me...

Your gentle whispers of unspoken words
gracefully cross my cheek...

She's curled up in a corner
her eyes are black and blue...

She'd always hear the fights
when she'd try to fall asleep...

Looking toward what the years will unfold
So lucky I have you to hold...