
"It isn't me," I said
to the voices in her head
"I'm sorry... I don't know what I'm doin' here."
The prince she hoped to meet
Got stuck in traffic
Now it's up to me
I'm sorry...
And I haven't had a bite to eat since morning
And it's not my drama anyway
But give me just
A moment to prepare myself
And I will save the day
I will save the day
So it's here at last
The new catastrophe she ordered
Where do I sign?
Where do I have to be?
To keep a step or two or three
Ahead of all the bedlam
She ordered
And she hasn't had a drop to drink all weekend
Adding to the disarray
But give her just
A moment to restore my trust
And I will save the day
I will save the day
And I'm gonna do like I seen `em
Swing from a chandelier
Everything's crystal clear
To heroes
I suppose
Once upon a time
I knew a pretty borderline
She told me, "I don't know what I'm doin' here
It's not a friendly place
So you gotta find yourself a brave face."
She told me
And I haven't had a drop to drink all morning
And I'm doin' fine or so they say
And it's alright
But I been up all night
Trying to save the day
And I will save the day
I will save the day
© 2002, Ira Marlowe