(Verse 1) She wakes before the morning bell, In a tower carved from stone and spell. Silk and lace, a golden braid, A name she bears, a vow she’s made. They say it’s love, they say it’s fate, A kingdom’s peace, a wedding date. But in her chest, a quiet storm, Of dreams that never took their form. (Chorus) She’s a crown in a cage, a song unsung, A girl too young to be someone’s one. Trading stars for royal rings, She wonders what tomorrow brings. Will he be kind, will he be cold? Will he see the fire she holds? She’s a crown in a cage, not yet grown, Promised to someone she’s never known. (Verse 2) She walks the halls with practiced grace, A painted smile upon her face. The court applauds, the banners fly, But no one hears her silent cry. She dreams of fields beyond the gate, Of stories not yet shaped by fate. Of laughter loud and barefoot days, Not velvet vows and duty’s praise. (Chorus) She’s a crown in a cage, a song unsung, A girl too young to be someone’s one. Trading stars for royal rings, She wonders what tomorrow brings. Will he be kind, will he be cold? Will he see the fire she holds? She’s a crown in a cage, not yet grown, Promised to someone she’s never known. (Bridge) Maybe he’s lost too, just like her, A name, a role, a life unsure. Maybe they’ll find, in time and grace, A way to love, a common place. (Final Chorus) She’s a crown in a cage, but not alone, Two hearts unsure, two seeds unsown. Trading stars for royal rings, Still wondering what tomorrow brings. Will they be kind, will they be bold? Will they break the ancient mold? She’s a crown in a cage, but she’s grown— And maybe love can still be known.
