Paroles de The Qaspell

Kissing frogs is fine when you're single, when you've time to spare. You hold the mirror, comb your hair, the manna drops down from heaven. But spare a thought for me; light a candle. Place me in the flame... Handle me with care, I'll maybe melt away. If you do believe in me; yes if you are convinced - I'll be your prince now and forever. No more wincing as you kiss a frog, and no more waiting...