The sleeping girl is dreaming
Of a handsome prince (of course)
With a chocolate soldier uniform
And a candy-coloured horse.
She’s dreaming about snowflakes
Pirouetting through the sky,
Scattering silver bon-bons
As they go whirling by.
She’s dreaming of a palace
Built of love, and licorice
Where is a sleeping girl is dreaming
Of a prince, and true love’s kiss.