stealing cinderella

i went to see her dad for a sit down man to man

wasn't any secret

i'd be asking for her hand

i guess that's why he left waiting in the living room by myself

with at least a dozen pictures of her sitting on a shelf

she was

playing cinderella

she was riding her first bike

bouncing on the bed and looking for a pillow fight

runnin' through the sprinkler with a big popsicle grin

dancin with her dad

lookin up at him

in her eyes i'm prince charming but to him i'm just some fellow

riding in and stealing cinderella

i leaned in towards those pictures

to get a better look at one

when i heard a voice behind me say

now