I place my bare feet
On the cold linoleum floor,
Holding tight to my robe
As I tiptoe to the door.
When I pull the handle
And the room fills
With softly glowing candlelight,
I spread my wings and then I take flight.
There’s nothing else to do,
There is little I can control,
But I still choose now
To make my own life full.
I am the Queen of my fate,
The sovereign of my plight,
And each passing moment
Is another lost to night.
So I soar on the dawn,
Up high in the clouds,
I show myself to the world,
I sing it out loud.
Life is a game,
It’s meant to be played,
And I only hope
To remain unafraid.
Of dreams and kisses,
To slumber so soft,
The grace of life
Will never come to naught.
So I’ll take my chances,
As I lift up my soul,
And forever be a champion,
Attempting to console.
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