To think your love was true...
To think you would stay...
To think I actually cared and loved you...
But you never showed me...
You never let me see the real you...
At first I saw a knight...
Now I see a toad, and not my prince...
To actually think I had a future with you...
To think I always wanted to be with you...
I'm just glad it's not to late for me...
Is it late for you...
Late for you, to think...
To think of the truth...
Or is it just to late, just to think...?

