I'm singing to you in the blackest of night.
I'm singing to you when it doesn't feel right.
The ballroom, the dress, your perfume, your tresses.
Everything was still alive in my dreams. Today, the day before, the day before, the day before, tracing back to that moment when I first saw you.
When you first said "Hi."
When all I could see is your voice.
When I couldn't see you.
When we were dancing through the night.
That moment when I was still your princess.