Why can’t life be like a fairytale
Where your biggest worry is
The temperature of the porridge
Or the firmness of the bed?

Why can’t life be like a fairytale,
When your only enemies are
Your evil step-sisters
And your evil step-mother?

Why can’t life be like a fairytale,
Where your hardest thing to do is
Wait for your prince charming to come?

Why can’t life be like a fairytale,
Where your only trouble is
Getting home before midnight
When everything changes back?

Why can’t life be like a fairytale,
Where everybody would be happy
And one day everyone’s
Prince charming will come?