In a far away castle the maiden stood
The flowers of the garden
Swayed to the wind
Tears dropped from her eyes
Waiting for the prince
Who never came but once
Before her marriage
He was lost but she wasn't
Her tears didn't flow anymore
The maiden rushed inside
The once-prince banker was tired
Sitting on the porch
Thinking about the fortune he made
And a divorced wife
In the pond he saw a reflection
A white gown
But nobody stood there
'Somebody called out prince..........'
The spoke of the unfinished love
The love they had previously
When the weren't ghosts
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